The words she read worked like a release on a faucet and the tears streamed down her face. They were confused tears: tears of comfort, but also of perplexity, tears that cried I want to be like this, tears that begged to know how to get there.
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She had come back to the table to feast on and in His Word, eager to continue from where she had left off. Despite her years of reading His principles and promises, she was experiencing a new type of feasting because of the four-point prayer she prayed before the meal: 1: Forgive me, Abba, of any wrong actions and attitudes yesterday, cleanse me from any resentments. Please, Lord, help me allow you to make me better, not bitter in this current season. 2. Clear my mind of any interpretations, any prior teachings on this portion of scripture that I may learn a new thing, learn what You want me to learn today and in my current circumstances. 3: Reveal how this portion of Scripture applies to me in the here and now, in this season. 4: And Abba, please grant me the courage to live out the application that is coming from you today. Amen.
She was ready to dive into the Beatitudes found in Matthew 5, but she didn’t get far. When she read a Biblical definition for the word bless-ed, (emphasis on the two syllables, versus blessed) her heart was pierced with hope and conviction at the same time. Bless-ed: “The experience of hope and joy independent of outward circumstances.”
“How does one get there,” she wondered aloud. She felt a stirring to continue reading, knowing that He would provide the answers if she brought a willing heart to the table.
Matthew 5:3: “Bless-ed are the poor in spirit…” she stopped. She knew from feeding her faith for all these years that He wasn’t talking anything monetarily. She began to write what He was speaking to her with so few words:
This has more meaning to me now; I used to think it had to do with the poor, the not-so lucky, but now I see so much more. It’s being willing to give when others would take; to love when others turn to hate. To not repay evil for evil. To stay in the process of healing is to be poor in spirit, trusting that He will right what’s been done wrong. This is the way to become part of the kingdom of heaven.
She sat there, grateful for the relief from anxiety, anger and confusion brought about by such unspeakable betrayal, knowing that at His table is where she would find her rest and her growth all at the same time.