Matthew 5:1-3 

The Beatitudes

5 And seeing the multitudes, He went up on a mountain, and when He was seated His disciples came to Him. 

2 Then He opened His mouth and taught them, saying:

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

 

 

Only trust and obey

 

 

Where to go when I’m lonely ... I guess I visit the past?

That is where it all started ...  the part that did not last.

Should I walk or swim there ... in the river of my tears?

Why do I feel so far away ... when everything is near?

 

In the place where I lived before ... I will start anew.

I’ll start repainting the plaster... maybe I’ll get a clue.

Then I will hang new paper ... and refinish the floors,

I’ll invite many to enter through heart’s open door.

 

The paper will change little ... and the painting just reflects

That I have not changed much ... but really “what the heck”.

Life just keeps on moving ... so I will join the throng

Traveling through uncertainty ... as life keeps going on.

 

I know Who holds the future ... but I ain’t sure about mine.

But if I keep on trusting Him ... I know that I’ll be fine.

In times of uncertainty ... and when I see little or no hope

I know He’ll be there ... at the bottom of the slope.

 

He is there to catch me ... when I’m scared and out of breath.

He will keep me in His arms ... until I’ll be at rest.

He will whisper sweetly ... or sing softly in my ears

And underline assurance ... for He is always near.

 

On the mountaintop, He keeps me ... as I think to be an eagle

But when I fall and slide down ... He shows me a faithless beaver.

He takes all the bumps ... as He guides me through the danger

as I scream in agony and fear ... and think Him to be a stranger.

 

Jan Wienen