. “Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs
is the kingdom of Heaven.”
Matthew 5:3
I
think it happened after 10 on a Friday night.
We received a phone call from our one of our kids. en.. He and some buddies had decided that day to
drive from Milwaukee Wisconsin to Cleveland, Ohio (about an 8 hour drive). When they got south of Chicago, their car
started having trouble. They got off the
highway to check it out. While they were
by the side of the road, a police man came by to warn them that they were in
one of the most dangerous neighborhoods in the Country. They needed to get back in that car. They
needed to drive it down the road to the next truck stop or they were going to
have worse problems.. Well they did what
they were told. That’s when the car
literally stopped working. They didn’t know what to do. They didn’t have any money. They didn’t have any way of getting to
Cleveland or back to Milwaukee. So he
decided to call us 1000 miles away in Texas.
That’s
what it means to be “the poor in
spirit.” It means to be
“spiritually” broken down by the side of life’s highway with no spiritual
resources whatsoever. It means to be
spiritually destitute, spiritually blind, no way or ability to reach out to
God, nothing to offer God, nothing that you can do to make up for the fact that
you are a sinner. That’s our condition. .
Every one of us is one of the “poor in
spirit.” That’s what these ashes
mean. They remind us that because of
sin you and I are dust and to dust we shall return. Now doesn’t it sound very strange for Jesus
to see us in this condition and call us blessed? That’s what He says. “Blessed
are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of Heaven.” How in the world can that be true? That’s the way it is with all the Beatitudes
of Jesus. They sound like bad things.
Yet in Jesus, they are “Blessings in disguise.”
How
does having no spiritual resources become a blessing? Well it all starts with these ashes. People ask me, why do we do this? Well I don’t know about you, but I need this
reminder on my forehead. The hardest
thing for me to admit is that I can’t handle something… that I need help… that
I am running out of gas. Linda will tell
you that is true literally. She hates when I run the gas gauge down to empty
before stopping. Many of us do that in
life – hide things that we are struggling with rather than ask for help… keep
going in the wrong direction rather than admit we are wrong… keep pushing
forward on our own rather than admit we can’t handle life’s situations… Keep
going until we run out of gas… ignoring symptoms rather than going to a doctor…
or calling on a pastor or a counselor. I need these ashes because its only when
I finally admit that I am empty… only then can God bless me and fill me. I need God to confront me with the truth that I am one of
the “poor in spirit." You need this
too. That moment of crying out for help
is when our Lord pulls back the disguise and shows us His blessing.
“Blessed are the poor in spirit,” He promises, “for theirs is the kingdom of Heaven.” How can that be since we have nothing to offer
God? The answer is simple. The King has
given us for free what we can never afford.
Forgiveness of sins, eternal life, the Holy Spirit, free access by prayer
to the throne room of God, an eternal home in the Father’s kingdom – they are
all ours as a gift of God. The King
purchased for us a place in His kingdom. “For
you know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, who though He was rich, yet for
your sake He became poor so that you by His poverty might become rich.” That’s what was happening when He was born of
Mary, when He suffered under Pontius Pilate.. when Jesus was crucified for your
sins and when He rose again the third day.
He was purchasing the Kingdom for you and me. Then in baptism He made us part of His
family, co-heirs of His kingdom… all as a completely free gift.
About
half way through my time at Lamb of God, our youth took a mission trip to
Mexico. We were going to build two homes
for the poor. On second night, many of
our people started getting sick. That
night we had to take about 35 youth and adults across the border to the
emergency room at the hospital. By morning
one half of our group was on one side of the border in the hospital and the
rest were still in Mexico. We didn’t
know what to do… or where to turn. Our
youth worker said that out loud at the hospital. A nurse heard him and said that she know a
place that had dorm space for 100. There
are usually church groups there every week, but this week it was empty. By nightfall we had all our youth out of the
hospital and back in the USA resting and recovering in these dorm rooms. Just when we were empty and had no place to
turn, God filled our cups. Oh and that night
our son called. Well I called my
sister. She and her husband drove the
hour and half to get them and bring them home – a blessing in disguise as they
got a great meal and an overnight in Chicago.
That’s
what Jesus means - “Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of Heaven.” It really is a blessing to wear these ashes,
to admit the truth that we are spiritually destitute. For it is then that we
are ready for God to fill our lives with His free gifts, with the riches of His
kingdom! Amen.
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