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I was reminded of something today when thinking back on the harder times in my life. I realized that a commonality in all those times was God was SO present to me. In grade 12, I learned so much about God and his forgiveness and grace and I was overwhelmed. In first year of university I had a rough year. I'm not sure how it is for everyone in their first year of university but I wound up feeling more alone and abandoned than I ever had in my life and it made me run, wholeheartedly into Gods open arms. I learned where my dependence needed to lie, and who built me up. God blessed me incredibly in that year, even though it was one of the most personally difficult ones of my life.

All this thought of blessing in hard times reminded me of some of the beatitudes. "Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted." (Matthew 5:3&4) It's really true that these are who are blessed. When you are mourning or feeling down, or "poor in spirit" perhaps, these are the times when we really desire to be near to God and be persist to be near to Him. These are the times that He wraps His arms around us and pulls us close, comforting us and reminding us of His great love and promise. We notice God's presence because we need it so much more. We're lost, broken and hurting and we know that only one who can truly comfort us, give us joy and hope is our heavenly Father.

Cause He knows the hairs on our head. Our comings and goings. He knows our hearts. Who would be better at comforting us? No one, He knows us best.

So, as much as it totally stinks to be in a low spot it's SUCH a blessing to be there. It's a blessing to be poor in spirit and mourning because then we are near to the Almighty God, the Creator of the universe! This idea probably sounds contradictory, to be blessed because we are mourning, but maybe only because we've accepted the ways of the world.

I'm currently working on something I hope to post up here in a little while. But it really has to do with this idea of being in God's presence and the joy that we often feel when we are truly there. We'll see if it ends up on here. :)

Blessings

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