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Five Matthews

 3: You’re blessed when you’re at the end of your rope.  With less of you, there’s more of God. 

5: You’re blessed when you’re content with just who you are – no more, no less.  That’s the moment you find yourself the proud owner of everything that can’t be bought.

7: You’re blessed when you care.  At the moment of being “care-full,” you find yourselves cared for. 

8: You’re blessed when you get your inside world put right (your heart and mind).  Then you can see God in the outside world.

9: You’re blessed when you can show people how to cooperate instead of compete or fight.  That’s when you discover who you really are, and your place in God’s family. 


These five verses have been rolling over in my head the last couple of weeks.  I am learning that even when I feel like I have nothing left to hang on to because my rope is frayed it’s still important for me to be content with who I am, care for others, guard my heart and mind, and mediate relationships to achieve compromise and understanding.  That’s a whole lot of work to do when I don’t have much rope left.   The blessing in all of this is that I get more of God in my life, I get everything I cannot buy, I’m cared for, I can see God more clearly beyond myself and personal circumstances, and I find my place in God’s family.  That’s quite a trade-off, and I am thankful.

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