Broken

Blessed are the poor in spirit.

You can be rich in the world and yet be poor in spirit.

You can be surrounded by everything that would feed your soulish desires and nature and yet be as empty and broken as a man living on skid row.

Truly when a person looks to themselves in truth, they see themselves exactly as God sees them.

Someone at the end of their wits and rope.

We have run the world's race as long as we could.
We have expended ourselves in this race and have nothing of eternal value to show for it.

It is this lot in life that when we look to God we find one of His greatest blessings.

Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

We see our own poverty which causes us to turn upward.
To cry out to God, "Save me."

With that thought and heart, God blesses us with the kingdom of heaven. His rule and reign here on earth.

I am fortunate beyond measure to be in a place where I get to point so many people to this place of poverty. In this place, they run into the real God who saves in a real way. No half-hearted attempts at salvation here. Such attempts are uncovered and shown for what they really are. Trying to play God. To use Him to their advantage, like that's ever going to happen.

Some times I think most of us would rather skip this place of poverty and jump right to the Kingdom thing. Just like we want to by pass the cross and go right to the tomb and resurrection. We are always led to a place of spiritual darkness for it is here that God does his best work. Stripping away everything and bringing light to our lives.

I don't understand how anyone could sit under the teachings of God, claim to receive unto themselves His Holy Spirit through salvation, and then turn and go right back to the vomit we call the world. Mercy on them. Mercy on me. May we all come to a saving knowledge of Christ.

God on you...

mbb