“Now when the queen of Sheba heard of the fame of Solomon concerning the name of the Lord, she came to test him with hard questions. She came to Jerusalem with a very great retinue, with camels bearing spices and very much gold and precious stones. And when she came to Solomon, she told him all that was on her mind. And Solomon answered all her questions; there was nothing hidden from the king that he could not explain to her. And when the queen of Sheba had seen all the wisdom of Solomon, the house that he had built, the food of his table, the seating of his officials, and the attendance of his servants, their clothing, his cupbearers, and his burnt offerings that he offered at the house of the Lord, there was no more breath in her.” 1 Kings 10:2-5
Her visit to the king yielded far more than she ever would have dreamed. The Queen of Sheba anticipated an official visit to share formalities, extend peace, establish good will, and exchange gifts. What she saw, and learned, and was given by Solomon, went beyond her imaginings and captivated her senses.
Her observations of the king strike a deep chord when we consider what we can learn of our almighty King. When we come to Him in silence, with the eyes of our heart open wide, there is no end to our gleaning. When we pour out all that concerns us, He hears, answers, teaches, and guides. When we open His word and trace His hand through history, He reveals the architecture of His grand purposes. As we drink Him in, and soak in His ways, we recognize His delectable and sufficient provision for our needs. In worship and contemplation of His attributes, we behold His order and magnificence in all He has made, and realize that every creature and all of creation, in reverence and song and beauty, serves His glory. We cannot help but be captivated by His perfect wisdom, His infinite grace, His measureless love, His glorious splendor, His inexpressible, regal worth, and be undone.
What effort do I expend to go see my King? Is there a habit, a love, I am unwilling to set aside in order to do so? When I spend time with Him, how lavish are my expectations? Are they limited by selfish wants and an unreasonably low view of Him, or are they based on His royal stature and authority? Are my meetings with Him casual and quick, or do I take time to prepare my heart for His presence, to reverently bow, to sit and commune with Him, to consider His ways and works, to walk and talk through life’s days with Him, and watch and listen? What in this world keeps me panting, worn out in the chasing, only to leave me limp with meaningless fatigue?
King of kings, take my breath away. May I so behold Your beauty, and wonder at Your ways, may my heart be so captivated by You that You arrest me. Plant in me the holy air of eternal praise.