When I Cannot....

   Verse 3 of Matthew 5 is translated like this in The Message:

“You’re blessed when you’re at the end of your rope. With less of you there is more of God and his rule."

   It may be more familiar in another translation like the NKJV:

“Blessed are the poor in spirit,
    For theirs is the kingdom of heaven."

   When the storms of life are all around, I show my true colors in who or whom or what I turn to. Jesus tells those ones in His presence where their true blessing will come from and how.

   It will not come from friends, from family, from those influential people that I think can help. It will not come from the wealth in my account, or the things that I own. It will not come from how good I am or think I am.

   This all reminds me of the story of the man who was clinging to the end of his available rope. He was dangling from the side of the cliff in the dark. There was no more rope and his feet were swinging free, not able to find a hold in the rock. A voice from above told him to let go, but he did not know the voice. He struggled and questioned, but finally came to the point where his own strength was gone and he had to let go, only to find that his feet were 6 inches above the ground. He was at the end of his own rope, and all that was left was to resign himself to what the voice commanded.

   I will try anything and everything in my power to make a bad situation better or right, but my distance perception is so very limited. God knows and cares. The result will be good in His eyes, and in ours too, if we trust and look for Him in the whole thing.

"Our Father in heaven,
Hallowed be Your name.
¹⁰ Your kingdom come.
Your will be done"

   Your will be done, not a prayer of resignation, but of trust.

   My family will tell anyone that one of my favorite sayings is "It will all work out", and indeed it will, in some way, with some result.

   I am blessed when I cease to struggle and turn it all over to Him.

   He is sufficient and He cares...