This past Sunday morning I woke up, and went to start the coffee pot. It's part of the ritual that either my wife or myself do. It's what the beginning of a typical Sunday morning is all about. It is (sort-of) the calm before the storm of getting everyone in our home ready for church.
I sat down on the couch with my Bible in hand and decided to have a bit of a quiet time. I can honestly say that I love having my quiet time. Time in the Word is time with God. It's the unexplainable phenomenon of the God of this universe, speaking with me.
I began to read from Matthew chapter 5:
3 “Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. 4 Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted. 5 Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth. 6 Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled. 7 Blessed are the merciful, for they will be shown mercy. 8 Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God. 9 Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called children of God. 10 Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
11 “Blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of me. 12 Rejoice and be glad, because great is your reward in heaven, for in the same way they persecuted the prophets who were before you."
These verses are of course the famous "Sermon on the Mount." Jesus didn't name it that, He was just speaking. We named it that to help us identify better with what He was saying and when He said it.
Regardless, I keep thinking about His words. I keep thinking about the moment that He said them the first time. How did people respond to them? Was He contemplating His future a few years from now? I thought that really, this sermon is about Him. For on the cross, He was the one poor, for He emptied himself of His glory of Heaven. He mourned. It grieved Him when He looked at the depravity of mankind. He was meek, for He had no home to call His own. He surely knew hunger and what it was like to be physically thirsty.
He showed mercy. He was pure. He showed peace. AND He was persecuted. He was insulted and falsely accused. Jesus knows the words He is saying, because He came to a broken world.
As my family went through the day, I felt like God's Word was the stool that kept me propped up. It was the Word of sanity that I needed to face the day. He knew me then and He knows me now. There is great comfort in that.
What are you facing today? Whatever it is, hold it up side by side with Jesus' Sermon on the Mount. When we hold our lives up to the lens of Scripture we get a new perspective. For it helps us see better.
What is your morning ritual? What Scriptures has God used to speak to you lately?