Nadia Bolz-Weber – Blessed are… Meditation for Holy Ground

Blessed are the agnostics
Blessed are they who doubt. Those who aren’t sure, who can still be surprised.
Blessed are those who think they have nothing to offer.
Blessed are the toddlers who rush past the queue to share in communion.
Blessed are the bored
Blessed are those who stare at the roof of the Church, wishing for something to happen, hoping for God to act…

Blessed are the poor in spirit: You are of heaven and Jesus blesses you.
Blessed are they for whom death is not an abstraction.
Blessed are they who have buried their loved ones, for whom tears could fill an ocean.
Blessed are they who have loved enough to know what loss feels like.
Blessed are the mothers of the miscarried.
Blessed are they who don’t have the luxury of taking things for granted anymore.
Blessed are they who can’t fall apart because they have to keep it together for everyone else.
Blessed are the motherless, the alone, the ones from whom so much has been taken.
Blessed are those who “still aren’t over it yet.”

Blessed are those who mourn: You are of heaven and Jesus blesses you.
Blessed are those who no one else notices. The kids who sit alone and friendless at lunch, the laundry staff at the hospital, the sex workers and the night-shift street sweepers.
Blessed are the losers in a world that loves only the winners.
Blessed are the forgotten.
Blessed are the closeted.
Blessed are the unemployed, the unimpressive, the underrepresented.
Blessed are the teenagers who have to figure out ways to hide the new cuts on their arms.

Blessed are the meek: You are of heaven and Jesus blesses you.
Blessed are the wrongly accused, the ones who never catch a break, the ones for whom life is hard, for Jesus chose to surround himself with people like YOU.
Blessed are those without a valid entry visa.
Blessed are the ones without anyone to speak on their behalf or let them speak for themselves.
Blessed are the foster kids and special needs kids and every other child who just wants to feel safe & loved.
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness.
Blessed are they who know there has to be more than this. Because they are right.
Blessed are the burned-out social workers and the overworked teachers and the harassed home-care staff.
Blessed are the kids who step between the bullies and the weak.
Blessed are they who hear that they are forgiven.
Blessed is EVERYONE who has ever forgiven me when I didn’t deserve it.
Blessed are the merciful, for they totally get it.

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