I think about our Lord, wrapped in a length of cloth and laid in a cold, stone tomb. A pauper’s garb is just one more reminder of His humanity. Death is the great equalizer, is it not?
Tag: poverty
We, as wealthy Americans, are drinking from a fire hose of affluence, entertainment and options. We have so drowned ourselves in lesser affections and appetites that we don’t even feel the thirst for God in our own frames. We might go our entire lives without ever truly awakening to our deepest need.
Just enough keeps us honest: humble enough to realize our limitations and grateful enough to give thanks.