BLESSED ARE THE POOR IN SPIRIT, FOR THEIRS IS THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN.
How can someone who is poor even have a kingdom? At least what comes to mind when one thinks of a kingdom- your own personal land, stretched far and wide, a castle, servants, a treasury filled with gold and jewels – the fairy tale life.
The verse that comes to mind is “He who would save his life will lose it…” There is a grappling to establish my personal kingdom here, on the earth, where I live. I need my space, my needs met, my life. I don’t expect anything fancy, just the basic needs of love and belonging. Without these I fear my heart will break. Truly though, to seek a kingdom here– no matter how small or unassuming, is to find disappointment even in the short run.
POOR people are needy. Thiers is a messy tangled ball of needs where pulling one string makes a knot somewhere else. Where one meal offered doesn’t stop tomorrow’s hunger. Where a kind word is unexpected and a place of acceptance is never going to happen.
I am terrified of acknowledging being needy – on so many levels. I know that I am but to let that poverty have its place – to own it – that is so scary and, well, shaming. Like a turtle without a shell – unprotected, vulnerable – naked.
The Spirit reminds me in that perfect, original world, Adam and Eve were naked and unashamed. Unashamed in their complete and total dependence on their Creator. Unashamed and unafraid before they found themselves broken by sin.
Jesus is offering “rags to riches” – a KINGDOM to the one who will return and honor their poverty – the one who will embrace and trust His care. Let that be me.
“Do not be afraid, little flock, for your Father has been pleased to give you the kingdom.” Luke 12:32