The words in red are calling to me. Whaddaya say we spend some time with the Sermon on the Mount?
Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven (Matthew 5:3).
You’re not impressing him. You know that, don’t you?
OK, so you pray, and you read the Word, and you tithe; you even visit sick orphans in prison. That’s great. I applaud you. But don’t think that you’re going to parlay that into some kind of spiritual currency. It just doesn’t work that way.
Man, I sometimes wish it did, but it doesn’t.
Jesus says to be poor in spirit—to recognize that all you have to offer is really not so much at all. I once survived for three weeks on generic ramen noodles, a dozen eggs, and tap water. I couldn’t afford shampoo—I used dishwashing liquid. I don’t recommend it. Needless to say, I did little entertaining during those weeks. I knew that I had nothing to offer.
When we come to God, we need to realize that we have nothing to offer that he needs. He owns everything. He doesn’t need our spiritual ramen. When we come to him, we need to be poor in spirit.
The tax collector in Luke 18 had it right. He came with no demands, but with one simple plea: have mercy. That’s the ticket to the kingdom.
It’s Monday. The Lord of all stands ready to shower you with his love, his grace, his peace this morning. You didn’t earn it; you can’t pay for it. But you will need it before the day is out. Receive it, Beloved. Open your heart wide and receive it.