After months—very discouraging months—of having it on the market, we finally sold our house last year. But even better, we got an offer for our asking price at the same time that we closed on the house we currently live in. It was one of those moments when we, as Christians, say “we are so blessed”.
Well, that is true. We are so blessed. But not for the reasons that usually prompt the statement. Those words—“we’re so blessed” roll of our saved tongues like marbles off a slanted table without even a second thought. We say how were so blessed because there were ten minutes left on the parking meter when we stopped at the post office. We say how were so blessed because when we went to Target to replace our burnt-out toaster, we got a new one for half price. We say these words without even thinking about what we are saying (just like we say “I’m absolutely starving” when we really mean to say, “I feel a bit hungry”—I will save that one for another rant).
Before you begin to question my gratitude to God for every good and perfect gift, hear me out.
We really need to be careful when we talk about our blessings. When we talk about how God blessed us with the healthy birth of our daughter, what does that inadvertently communicate to our brother and sister who just lost their own baby or had a difficult birth? That they are not equally blessed—that somehow God favored us and not them?
We really need to be careful when we talk about our blessings. When we return from a mission trip to an impoverished country and share about how blessed we are as a nation, what does that unintentionally communicate about the millions of Christians around the world living on less than $2 per day? That they are somehow and for some reason not under the umbrella of God’s faithfulness and provision?
On the surface, the phrase seems to be theologically accurate. Why wouldn’t I want to give God the glory for everything I have? Isn’t that the right thing to do?
Yes, we should live lives of gratitude. But our gratitude cannot be based on our positive circumstances or material gains. The moment we say that our material or circumstantial fortunes are the result of God’s blessing, we reduce God to, as Miroslav Volf puts it, a cosmic Santa Clause[i] “randomly bestowing gifts upon his followers”. One blogger said, “I can’t help but draw parallels to how I handed out M&M’s to my own kids when they followed my directions and chose to poop in the toilet rather than in their pants.”
God is not using positive reinforcement to get us to obey Him. I am a professional counselor. I use behavioral modification techniques to help people change unwanted behaviors. I studied how Pavlov used classical conditioning to get dogs to salivate when they heard a buzzer. This happened after being conditioned by being given food every time a buzzer sounded. Soon, they didn’t need food to salivate, just the sound of a buzzer. Like Pavlov’s dogs, our Christian culture has conditioned us to respond with, “I feel so blessed” every time something goes our way. Sure, God wants us to be grateful people. But He is not trying to get us to obey Him and love him through positive reinforcement or token economies. God is not a behavioral psychologist.
During our years in Kathmandu, Nepal, my wife and I served with some amazing Nepali believers. Unfortunately though, many of their spiritual mentors had taught them elements of the prosperity gospel. These Nepali believers were people who were faithful to God while also barely getting by on a few rupees a day. But they continued to be taught that if they just had enough faith and enough positive belief, God would show his favor. Time and again we would hear from the pulpit that the bad things happening to them were the result of their lack of faith. Faithfulness would lead to favor.
The problem? Nowhere in scripture are we promised worldly ease in return for our faithfulness. In fact, as my wife likes to point out, most of the Apostles from the Bible (you know, Peter, Thomas, Andrew etc.) died painful deaths as martyrs. I was reminded of that when I visited the chapel in India where Thomas was thought to have been run through with a spear for sharing the gospel.
Jesus spells out his definition of blessing clearly in Matthew 5: 1-12.
Now when he saw the crowds, he went up on a mountainside and sat down. His disciples came to Him,
And He began to teach them, saying:
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 after righteousness, for they will be filled.
Blessed are the merciful, for they shall be shown mercy.
Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God.
Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called the sons of God.
Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of me.
Rejoice and be glad, because great is your reward in heaven, for in the same way they persecuted the prophets who were before you.
Even though Jesus made it plain as the red-on-white pages of the Gospel of Matthew, we ignore what he means by being blessed. We hijack the word “blessed” to make it fit neatly into our comfortable lives. without intending to, we have created a cosmic Santa Clause where every sincere prayer buys us the present at the top of our wish list. In the process, we stand the risk of alienating those who feel (or genuinely are) less “blessed” than we are.
I recall our years of leading Servant Teams to Kolkata, India and talking with twenty-somethings who were devastated by the poverty around them. They were from normal middle-class America and were witnessing the heart-wrenching affects of grinding poverty for the first time. They were wrestling with the guilt of their birth to affluent homes in North America. “Why was I born where I was born and they were born where they were born?” These were important questions for them to wrestle with although there were no clear answers. The truth is, I have no idea why I was born where I was or why I have the opportunities that I have. It’s beyond comprehension. But I certainly don’t believe God has chosen me above others because of the veracity of my prayers, the depth of my faith, and certainly not because of the color of my passport. It is true that if I take advantage of the opportunities set before me, a comfortable life may come my way. It’s not guaranteed. If it does happen, however, I don’t believe Jesus will call me blessed. At least not by His definition.
He may call me “burdened.”
He will ask, “What will you do with it? Will you use it to help? Will you share it?” This reminds me of Matthew chapter 25 when Jesus is talking about separating the sheep from the goats, “Whatever you did for the least of these, you did for me…” He was talking about blessings here. “Where you a blessing when you had opportunity to be?”
We are so blessed. We are SO blessed. But mark my words; it is not because my house finally sold. It is not because I found a parking meter with ten minutes on it. It is not because of my education, my standard of living, or that I live in America.
My blessing is this. I know a God who gives hope to the hopeless. I know a God who loves the unlovable. I know a God who comforts the sorrowful, who brings sight to the blind and sets the captives free. And that God calls me His son, dwells within me and gives me the power to truly be a blessing.
[i] Volf, Miroslav. Free of Charge, Giving and Forgiving in a Culture Stripped of Grace. Zondervan. Grand Rapids, MI. 2005.