Some years ago as the evening was coming to a close and my daughters were getting ready for bed, my youngest asked to have a snack. Annie loves to snack. A snack for her usually means, “I want chocolate.” Of course, Krista and I allow her to eat any and all the chocolate she wants before bed. Just kidding. Krista said she could have one cookie.
So I am making my way through the Sermon on the Mount as I have been doing, when on this day verse four of chapter five stops me in my tracks. Mid-bite into my “everything” bagel, spread with too much butter, I am reading, “Blessed are those who mourn for they will be comforted.” What is this all about?