Had a conversation with @chuckdegroat this morning about reading “blessed as the poor in spirit” as “blessed are those who have come to the end of themselves” and I can’t stop thinking about how that’s good news for all of us this year.
Are you at the end of trying to hold it all together?
Blessed are you. For yours in the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are you. For yours in the kingdom of heaven.
Are you at the end of being able to plan your future and control your world?
Blessed are you. For yours in the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are you. For yours in the kingdom of heaven.
Are you at the end of managing work and school and making decisions that seem to make everyone around you mad?
Blessed are you. For yours in the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are you. For yours in the kingdom of heaven.
Are you at the end of being isolated, separated from loved ones, tired of being alone?
Blessed are you. For yours in the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are you. For yours in the kingdom of heaven.
Coming to the end of yourself feels like death. And it is. It’s scary as hell. But it’s also the only way to resurrection and new life.
When we come to the end of ourselves and it feels like death, that’s where Jesus meets us. That’s where we find peace and rest.
When we come to the end of ourselves and it feels like death, that’s where Jesus meets us. That’s where we find peace and rest.
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