This morning as I humbly ponder my blessings, I am reminded that they are not about earning and deserving, but believing and receiving. Sometimes, it may take me a while to recognize them but lessons always become blessings when understood.
Luke 11:9-10 reads, “So I say to you: Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; he who seeks finds; and to him who knocks, the door will be opened.” Gratitude and humility are always needed here; never pride and fear but a softened heart.
Recently, I heard it said that we need to reach up to humility, not down. So often, that seems to be a trait that man avoids and that is a totally different word from humiliation! Actually, when I am humble, that is exactly the time I am more receptive to hearing what God is telling me. Pride and fear need to be avoided at all cost.
Isaiah 41:13 reads, “For I am the Lord, your God, who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, Do not fear; I will help you.”
Recently, I had called a real estate office in a small town in East Texas to get pricing on a couple of homes on a near-by lake. It took about six calls before I received a call back and was told he wasn’t sure which homes that I meant. He didn’t call back and when I called again, he was rather flippant about it so I told him that we probably would not be a good fit, so never mind.
There was no way he could make it in sales here where we are because he just wasn’t aggressive enough. My thoughts went on and on along this line and I certainly was justified humanly for not being taken seriously and we were really interested. This way of thinking went on for a while until I realized I wasn’t feeling very peaceful.
As I have studied and prayed and have been taught that I can never find peace when I am prideful and fearful, I know that humility and gratitude is always what is needed to attain that peace. There had certainly been pride and no humility at all. When I feel humanly justified, that is exactly the time I need to check on my humility. I am so grateful for the lessons I learn daily when I listen for that still, small voice.
Each and every morning, we begin our day with a blank canvas and it is up to us what we want to have on that canvas. Last year I painted a picture that I couldn’t seem to get right and even considered tossing it out.
A few weeks ago, I swallowed my pride and took it to art class to see if it could be salvaged. It is almost complete and is by far, my best yet. My teacher saw all of the mistakes as underpainting and depth where all I saw was disaster.
This, I believe, is how God sees us. He recognizes the masterpiece!