What does it
mean to be blessed? Jesus says it means
being poor in spirit, meek, merciful, persecuted, insulted or hungry—probably
not the definition of blessed that I would have written up myself. When I think of blessed, I think of good
circumstances, a happy heart and being void of worry. But that’s not always reality. God never promises a life without hardship. He does, however, see us. He sees our life in the good times and the bad
times, and He knows us. God wants to
bless our lives. So He sees us when
we’re tired, lonely, and hurt and He offers Himself to make us whole.
One thing
Jesus does tell us is to “Ask and it will be given to you;
seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; the one who
seeks finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened” (Matthew 7:7-8). As a Christian sometimes I feel guilty asking
for God to bless me. I feel like I
should be spending my prayers asking God to bless others, who are probably much
more deserving and needing of blessings. Reading the Beatitudes, I realize in the same
way God wants to bless others, He genuinely wants to bless me too. It’s a matter of me having the faith to ask
and then confidently believe that I will receive.
I have
always loved the Beatitudes (Matthew 5:1-12). The litany of blessings due to those who often
seem defeated and left behind in today’s world is comforting and inspiring. In 2021, I’m most struck by blessed
are those who mourn.
The last 16 months have been filled with
sorrow for many people all over the world due to the pandemic. So many are mourning a father, a mother, a
partner, a baby, a co-worker. The list
seems to go on and on. I pray that they’re
comforted, that they feel wrapped in encouragement and support. As Saint Paul writes, “…
the Father of compassion and the God of all encouragement, who encourages us in
our every affliction, so that we may be able to encourage those who are in any
affliction.” (2
Corinthians 1:1-7). We have to do what
we can when we confront sorrow even if it seems as if it’s not enough. What do you say to someone who has lost a
friend, a parent, a child? Words seem
not enough, but I pray to that Father of compassion to encourage me to overcome
my hesitation over the right thing to say.
The
Beatitudes that start with the merciful and meek end with a sobering tone:
“Blessed are you when they insult you and
persecute you and utter every kind of evil against you falsely because of me.
Rejoice and be glad, for your reward will
be great in heaven.
Thus they persecuted the prophets who were
before you.”
It isn’t easy to follow Jesus, to live a life as a peacemaker, to live as someone who hungers and thirsts for righteousness. Life is hard, but we have to remember God’s encouragement when we’re afflicted. And we have to remember to pass on that encouragement to others when they’re afflicted. My prayer today is to remember to be merciful, to comfort those who mourn, to respect those who are meek and those who are clean of heart. And let me be a peacemaker yet stand up for what is right.
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