“You say, ‘I am rich; I have acquired wealth and do not need a thing.’ But you do not realize that you are wretched, pitiful, poor, blind and naked. I counsel you to buy from me gold refined in the fire, so you can become rich; and white clothes to wear, so you can cover your shameful nakedness; and salve to put on your eyes, so you can see.” Revelation 3:17-18
The wind whipped through the shanties with chilling force, and the smell of make shift fires co-mingled with the fecund trash and open sewage, as the children ran barefoot through the mud. We walked the alleyways passing out invitations to come to a movie to hear the Gospel and receive a warm meal. Their eyes met us with a glazed drug induced haze or with the unmistakable yellow filter of hepatitis. Yet among the children there were smiles, laughter and songs of joy. They were completely oblivious to the debilitating poverty that surrounded them, only finding happiness by playing with the broken toys or makeshift games amongst the rubble.
In those moments, when I saw the delight of their hearts singing out the promises of Jesus did I then realize it is my poverty of Spirit that clings to joy in possessions and peace in comfort.
“Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.” Matthew 5:3