Present at a Blessing

Merry Christmas on this cloudy Saturday morning! A phone call to a big bureaucracy offers little hope in most cases. The individual is often shuttled from department to department; listens to messages without end, and eventually gives up in frustration. Then, there was yesterday, when I was privileged to be present at a blessing. Good news! The problem resolved, the records straightened and the requirements of the faceless minions of the big bureaucracy satisfied. How great it is to be present when a Christian brother or sister receives their good news. We get to share in the rejoicing and in the sending up of thanksgiving to the Lord.

It wasn't always that way, was it? No, I can well remember the years when I would have scoffed or asked something like, "Where is my blessing?" To the unbeliever unfairness in life is always present. Blessings are all deserved, good luck is somehow warranted from all the bad luck of before, and a feeling of entitlement explodes into griping of unfairness when things do not go 'my' way and another is blessed instead. But Jesus removes those things as His cleansing and healing Spirit comes to dwell within the new believer. Oh, not all at once in every case. We may endure the clutches of those old feelings for a while. One day though, we get to look back and see what a great difference God's Spirit has made in us. We can share in the good news that comes to a brother and rejoice with a sister as Christ Jesus blesses them with His mighty love. No feeling of unfairness mars the celebration, there is only gratitude for our great God.

Bucky