As they (Paul and Barnabas) were going out, they (the people) kept begging that these words might be spoken to them the next Sabbath.
The gospel generally meets with one of two receptions: desire for more or desire for none. Either people want to hear more about the awesome things that God has done, is doing, and will yet do or they want to hear none of it. There are exceptions — tepid responses from people who cannot be bothered to care about much of anything — but one of these two is the rule.
Yesterday, I sat in the teaching and enjoyed the first response: Tell me more. Being a believer does not slake my thirst for hearing what God has done, is doing, and will yet do. If anything, it whets the desire. Or, it should.
I do not always want to hear what God has to say. Just as I did not always wan to hear what my parents had to say when I was a child. Some truth is not pleasant to hear. Worse, because God’s Truth must be acted on. I cannot simply hear it and do nothing with it. It is Truth that demands something of me; bids me obey.
Am I still looking to God for more? Is the desire so strong that it could be said that I am begging that these words be spoken to me or am I grown cold — or, worse yet, tepid? Let my desire for God’s Word be stoked so that it can be rightly said that I am begging that these words be spoken to me regularly.