Matthew 5:1-12

Jesus was attractive. As I read through His teachings of the Bible, I love to join the crowds at His feet and work to understand the upside-down truth that is His words. My mind dreams up the faces of the people who stood before Him as I slowly begin to feel the chains loosen around each of our hearts. His soothing words offer a relief that this soul needs.

I meekly follow Him with the crowds through my readings of Matthew, joining in awe of each miracle and feeling the tension of each new claim. Life change roaring like a storm, changing all that once was. I cannot look away. I watch as He grows weary breaking away from the crowds, needing the intimacy of brothers. My heart follows the invitation to join Him on the mount as He describes a life of blessing to those who are His.

…blessed are the poor in Spirit, for theirs is the Kingdom of heaven.

…blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.

Like an old family film, my mind flashes through the reel of my life with moments of brokenness that kept me on my knees. Living the childhood of abuse and alcohol addiction, feeling the rejection of motherhood as my womb sat empty, mourning the loss of my only child, financial struggle, loneliness, on and on it flashes…

Each situation a common thread that shines like gold: Jesus. #Blessed.
The local church was a haven throughout my childhood. It was my escape and safe place. Where I met Jesus.
As I grew, I was surrounded by the people of Christ who loved His words and filled my questions with truth. I found Jesus.
In adulthood when I sat in darkness and ache I scoured the Bible for hope and promise. I needed Jesus.
Jesus is the blessing.

…blessed are the gentle, for they shall inherit the earth.

…blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be satisfied.

…blessed are the merciful, for they shall receive mercy.

…blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God.

Be like Jesus. #Blessed.
I am connecting the dots, rewriting my understanding of what a blessed life looks like. A state of being, not an item to be had. A person to pursue, not an achievement that can be earned. An ever constant presence.
A hope.
A promise.
A salvation that is secure.
A soul that is well.

I close those sweet pages and reluctantly walk down from that mountain top and transition into this space in the world God placed me in, renewed, once again, by the life of Jesus. As I walk in my season of less, I know the truth of living a blessed life in the ever constant presence of Jesus.

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Hey! I was so encouraged, and ever so inspired by an episode called “Hashtag Blessed” in a podcast called Upside Down Podcast. You should check it out!

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