My Bad
"I did something bad, and I recognize that I did something bad, but there is nothing that can be done for it now, and there is technically no reason to apologize for that error, so let's just assume that I won't do it again, get over it, and move on with our lives."
Where did this expression come from?
The best evidence points to Manute Bol, the 7' 7" Sudanese NBA player whose native tongue was Dinka, as the inventor.
USA Today, Jan. 27, 1989: After making a bad pass, instead of saying "my fault," Manute Bol says, "my bad." Now all the other Warriors say it too.
I wrote about "my bad" yesterday under "Ever Goof Up?"
I'm not worrying about that today. I've moved on to other things!
Still the same solution. Steeping myself in scripture. God's Word is medicinal!
Psalm 126 is one we used to sing in church back in "the old days".
I sang this one many times this morning before heading out on the day's adventures.
When the Lord turned again the captivity...
I love the word "when". So much better than "if" or "if only" or "maybe".
He's going to do it. Turn again our captivity.
What are you captive to today?
Fear is a big one.
God says He's going to bring back the captives. Those who are captive.
Captive to fear. Maybe captive to hurts from the past, broken or failed relationships.
He's going to restore you!
Then your mouth will be filled with laughter, your tongue with singing.
The people around are going to shake their heads and say, "God sure has done great things for them!"
And we're going to reply, "He sure has!"
Lord, do some more! Turn again the rest of our captivity.
Then there's the accounting of the sowing/reaping principle.
They that sow in tears. He that goes forth weeping with precious seed...
will come again.
Will doubtless come again.
It's going to happen.
He/they will come again this time with rejoicing...
and with the harvest.
Let's understand that there's a time of sowing. And it involves tears.
But, praise God, there's a time of reaping. And it involves rejoicing.
Jesus for the joy set before Him endured the cross.
He sowed. We reap. Eternally.
Be sure to sing Psalm 126 today and often.
jim@christiancommentary.com
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