I was blabbering through grace, thanking God for all of his wonderful blessings of late–a new house, functioning plumbing, family, satellite internet–when I realized that my conception of blessing my be skewed.
Here’s what Jesus had to say about blessings:
Luke 6:20 Then he looked up at his disciples and said:
â€œBlessed are you who are poor, for the kingdom of God belongs to you.
6:21 â€œBlessed are you who hunger now, for you will be satisfied.
â€œBlessed are you who weep now, for you will laugh. NET Bible
That’s not to say that everything I listed above is not a blessing. I believe that God has a plan for us and our home, we just haven’t figured it all out yet.
The problem is that I look back at my own times of mourning or on people who are mourning and think of these moments as the opposite of blessing. If this house didn’t close in time, which it almost didn’t, and we were homeless, I wouldn’t feel too blessed.
And yet Jesus confounds us with these packed little sentences. His currency is not recognized in this land. His perspective comes from angles and dimensions we cannot glimpse.
The word I’m looking for is hope.
There is so much more going on than our homes, plumbing, or even satellite internet. God’s Kingdom is coming into this world, offering hope and healing wounds.