Jesus said: “Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.
Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth.
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled.
Blessed are the merciful, for they will receive mercy.
Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God.
Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called children of God.
Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness’ sake, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven” (Matthew 5.3-11)
The description of that blessed non-self-delusional state where I know that I am who I am and, thus, I know that I am not God.
That happy(1) existence where I, to paraphrase Antonio Porchia, raise my eyes and know that I am not the highest point.(2)
Now, truth to tell, I struggle with trusting God totally and at all times for all things. For, from time to time, I, in my selfishly self-interested individuality, suffer the delusion that I am the highest, the most important point; if not in the life of the world or in the lives of others, then, surely, in my own life.
So, it is that I think, I feel, I know why the Beatitudes ever astound me. For these words are not simply good advice, which I, by my own desires and devices, strive to practice. Rather, they, together, constitute a mirror, a looking glass through which I can behold my authentic reflection (especially when I lose my way along the paths of self-delusion): I always am poor in spirit – mournfully, meekly, hungrily and thirstily, mercifully, purely, peacefully, and perseveringly.
For me to believe and to know this and, thus, to let God let me be this is to inherit the kingdom of God.
(1) “Happiness” is an alternate translation for the Latin, beatitudo, “blessedness.”
(2) Antonio Porchia (1885-1968); Italian-born Argentinian poet, author of Voces (Voices). The exact quote: If you do not raise your eyes you will think you are the highest point.