Blessed is the one
Blessed is the one who does not … sit in the company of mockers, but whose delight is in the way of the Lord, and who meditates on His law day and night. That person is like a tree planted by streams of water, which yield its fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither - whatever they do prospers.”
The full verse in Psalm 1 actually addresses three groups of people. Blessed is the one who does not:
- walk in step with the wicked, or
- stand in the way that sinners take, or
- sit in the company of mockers
When studying this portion of scripture in my youth, we often paid more attention not to fall into the first two groups. It seemed easier then, to be part of a group of people doing wicked or sinful things, than to be in a group of mockers. We’d imagine how a group of mockers would congregate in the market square, loudly putting down others as they walked past. Others who were different: foreigners, poor people…people who didn’t fit into what the mainstream crowd deemed acceptable.
Mass mockery just didn’t seem that prevalent back then.
How things have changed.
The democratization of media (a smartypants way of saying everyone can now communicate with everybody else) in the last two decades has made mocking others a global pastime. Social media is rife with “social commentary”, all egging us on to agree with them on how stupid or incompetent someone else must be, how unfashionably clothed, or how morally suspect.
These posts - and I’m guilty of having written quite a number of them myself - often start off in earnest as a response to do something to address an ongoing social issue. At best, they are attempts to raise awareness, at worst, they are an exercise in ego-boosting. Look, how smart I am! How eloquent! They fall between these two ends of the spectrum, carrying their respective amounts of mockery.
In the many years I’ve been involved in blogging, I’ve always held to the belief that the democratization of media is good. People should be able to express their ideas, and an open exchange of ideas inherently has some self-moderating properties. But now I find myself exhausted from the amount of talk out there. The volume and intensity of discourse in current affairs far outweighs the expertise of the participants. And sadly, real commitment to issues hasn’t risen much.
Real commitment. The sort that brings one to spend years trying to cobble a solution. We’ve all read blogs, tweets and status updates on how the poor are treated, how the disadvantaged in society need help, but we don’t see a corresponding rise in people dedicating their lives towards eradicating the problem, or tending to those they profess to be outraged on behalf of.
Blessed is the man who does not sit in the company of mockers, but whose delight is in the way of the Lord, and who meditates on His law day and night. That person is like a tree planted by streams of water, which yield its fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither - whatever they do prospers.
Don’t be the loud cawing online crowd. Don’t be the silent majority. Be the silent minority. The ones who meditate day and night on what is right before God. The ones who work ceaselessly behind the scenes, that the work of their hands might prosper those whom they mean to help.