He began to teach them, saying: Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted. Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth. Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled. Blessed are the merciful, for they will be shown mercy. Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God. Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called sons of God.
With wood glue, poles, and newspaper, [my dad and I] fashioned [a kite,] a sky-dancing masterpiece…. We launched our creation on the back of a March wind. But after some minutes, my kite caught a downdraft and plunged. I tightened the string, raced in reverse, and did all I could to maintain elevation. But it was too late. She Hindenburged earthward. Envision a red-headed, heartsick twelve-year-old standing over his collapsed kite…. Envision a square-bodied main…[in] coveralls placing his hand on the boy’s shoulder…. [Dad] surveyed the heap of sticks and paper and assured, “It’s OK, we can fix this.” I believed him. Why not? He spoke with authority.
So does Christ. To all whose lives feel like a crashed kite, he says: “We can fix this. Let me teach you.”
To Him who is able to do far more abundantly beyond all that we ask or think, according to the power that works within us, to Him be the glory in the church and in Christ Jesus for all generations forever and ever.
Jesus doesn’t boast in his knowledge; he shares it. He doesn’t gloat; he gives. He doesn’t revel; he reveals. He reveals to us the secrets of eternity. And he shares them, not just with the top brass or purebred, but with the hungry and needy.
The Spirit of the Lord God is upon Me, because the Lord has anointed Me to preach good tidings to the poor; He has sent Me to heal the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to those who are bound.
Isaiah 61:1 NKJV
Why do you call me, “Lord, Lord,” and do not do what I say? I will show you what he is like who comes to me and hears my words and puts them into practice. He is like a man building a house, who dug down deep and laid the foundation on rock. When a flood came, the torrent struck that house but could not shake it, because it was well built. But the one who hears my words and does not put them into practice is like a man who built a house on the ground without a foundation. The moment the torrent struck that house, it collapsed and its destruction was complete.