I woke after strange dreams – echoes of ghosts from the past – and trembled. I reached for my Kindle, where my audiobooks are stored (reading tires me, listening not so much). Yesterday I bought David Suchet reading the NIV and while I’m not a fan of the NIV, David Suchet has a voice that is surely a gift from God. I know I’ll be able to listen to him read even the boring bits and not switch off. So I found the gospel of Matthew and clicked play.
I listened to these words and again realised He calls me blessed and I wouldn’t swap that for anything. My treasure is slap bang in the middle of the muddy field.
Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Matthew 5:3 (NRSVA)
I’m still trembling, and part of me hates mornings like this, but I will go through today praying at every step and I will try to get done what needs to be done, because He calls me blessed.