"Blessed are the poor in spirit..."
Poor/poverty - not a word most of us like whether it is poor in spirit, pocketbook, health, aptitude, or love. When you hear this word, what does it connote? Not even the thesaurus is helpful - pauper, beggar, indigent, penniless, insufficient, inadequate, deficient. Yuck!
Blessed are the poor in spirit...for theirs is the kingdom of heaven...
I admit this verse does not inspire me. It does not make me feel blessed. I think, inherently, that poverty - whether it be vocational, relational, physical with our health, aptitude, spiritual or soulish poverty, I feel vulnerable and that's why I don't like it. Vulnerable, exposed, unprotected. So, like Adam and Eve, I sew fig leaves for myself...
There are two roads when facing an impoverished area of life:
- Protect, defend and fend for ourselves
- Let our poverty expose our deepest desires and need for Him...and in that vulnerability, trust.
Close your time by reading Matthew 5:3-5 from the Message:
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