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  • Writer's pictureLaura Kae

Blessed Are the Meek

“Blessed are the meek for they will inherit the earth.”

Yeah, Jesus, you’re really testing our limits now! It was one thing to say the poor possessed the kingdom of heaven. We could empathize and think, “Well, at least the poor bastards ended up with something!” It was nearly logical to assert those who mourn will be comforted, but the meek don’t inherit anything. They get trampled!

This makes me think of the time in my childhood when I received my worst abuse. Being meek didn’t gain me anything, my world shattered into a million pieces — exactly how it would remain for years. Jesus couldn’t have meant that kind of meek. That kind of meek leads to devastation. Though the thought flits through my mind that in that moment, I certainly was more blessed than my abuser. Was I not the one with the softer heart?

Which makes me think of later in Jesus’ sermon when He asserts, “Do not resist an evil person. If anyone slaps you on the right cheek, turn to them the other cheek also.”

Say whaaaaaaat?!

Jesus is weird. I am studying Matthew right now, and I have decided that the reason people followed Him around was to see what weird, ridiculous statement He was going to make next. I suppose the blind receiving sight may have had something to do with it too.

In all seriousness, this beatitude reminds me of what God told me a few years ago as I took a “Christian” “leadership” position for the first time in my life. “A little child will lead them,” He said.

What does a little child do? She looks up to her Father and says, “Now what?”, “How does this work?”, “What do I do next?” and “Can we go play now?”.

Along the way He has constantly reminded me, “You can’t lead at all unless you merely follow.”

If I lead without following, everyone I am leading and I will end up in the ditch. The only place I can lead people while not following is away from Jesus.

I think when I do not lead by following I confuse power with influence. I start to tell people what to do and how to do it instead of simply and humbly demonstrating it for them. I forget that whoever is least in the kingdom of heaven is the greatest.

By the way, if you are ever bored or lost or without hope or frustrated, study the book of Matthew. Jesus is the weirdest dude in the best sort of way. He said the most amazingly astounding things, “So don’t be afraid. You are worth more than many sparrows.” I never really thought of comparing my value to that of a sparrow before. I would have never imagined that the reason I do not need to worry if I fail or “fall to the ground” as the sparrow does is because my falling will never be outside of the care of my heavenly Father. I will fall within His care.

What does this have to do with meekness? Probably nothing, but I know becoming like a little child has a tremendous amount to do with it. As I study Matthew, I hear the words of the One I follow, and I learn how I actually might do it. For the first time in the thirty years I have spent becoming familiar with the Bible, I am coming to know what the Apostle John meant when he said, “The Word became flesh and dwelt among us.” I am getting to know the Word. The Word made flesh. Finally.

Being meek has something to do with power under control. It has something to do with being teachable and being willing to teach. It has a lot to do with being a servant.

I am not going to lie. I don’t know how I inherit the earth by being meek. But I will say this: after five and a half years of following like a child, I look around my tiny apartment and see plenty. I look at the world around me and see beauty. The world is my playground. One where I fall and get hurt a lot. One where playmates sometimes taunt me. Sometimes people budge in front of me while I am waiting for the slide. Sometimes they push me off the merry-go-round. Sometimes playing down here hurts, but I know He is calling me out on a great big adventure. All I need to do is dance my way through life — AS A CHILD.


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