“I should be content to look at a mountain for what it is
and not as a comment on my life.” David Ignatow
Whenever I hear someone declare, “We’re so blessed,” or, “I’ve been blessed,” there is often a hint of “humble bragging” involved. This is usually the case when the “blessing” in question refers to one’s privilege or station in life. One example is believing that wealth and prosperity is a sign of being “blessed,” or “favored.” This is not so.
A blessing, as I have understood the term, is rooted in a sacred context. It involves the divine. It’s an act of praise, even worship.
A blessing requires no talent or privilege on the part of the recipient. The early meaning of the verb “bless” strikes not a boastful but a reverent tone: make holy, sacrifice, and bestow good. Such an act can only be met with humble gratitude. It’s not only about us; It’s also about the One who blesses. It’s a reciprocal relationship between God and God’s people.
Whether through nature, the people who add depth and meaning to our lives, or through the table of Christ, God is one who continually blesses. We who are blessed need only respond with our reverential and humble thanksgivings. Today may our prayers at the table not confuse our privilege or the gluttonous feast with the blessing equally offered to all and represented by the “cup of blessing which we bless“: the cup of Christ.
Have a blessed day of thanks.