Thus says the Lord: Heaven is My throne, and the earth is My footstool. What kind of house would you build for Me? And what kind can be My resting-place? For all these things My hand has made, and so all these things have come into being [by and for Me], says the Lord. But this is the man to whom I will look and have regard: he who is humble and of a broken or wounded spirit, and who trembles at My word and reveres My commands.
Isaiah 66:1-2 (AMPC)
You are being watched by God if you can identify with being humbled, and of a broken, or of wounded spirit. At first glance I noted how God appears to mock the things mankind has done in the flesh, trying to appear holy before Him. He goes on further to talk about the types of sacrifice that He is accepts. David also echoes this in Psalm 51. It feels as though that theme is throughout God’s word. Apparently, we need to be reminded from time to time.
For You delight not in sacrifice, or else would I give it; You find no pleasure in burnt offering. My sacrifice [the sacrifice acceptable] to God is a broken spirit; a broken and a contrite heart [broken down with sorrow for sin and humbly and thoroughly penitent], such, O God, You will not despise.
Psalm 51:16-17 (AMPC)
I certainly do not want to miss exclude this one. The first sermon Jesus gave. The first words He uttered from His mouth at “The Sermon on the Mount” or “The Beatitudes”.
Seeing the crowds, He went up on the mountain; and when He was seated, His disciples came to Him. 2 Then He opened His mouth and taught them, saying:
Matthew 5:1-3 (AMPC)
3 Blessed (happy, to be envied, and spiritually prosperous—with life-joy and satisfaction in God’s favor and salvation, regardless of their outward conditions) are the poor in spirit (the humble, who rate themselves insignificant), for theirs is the kingdom of heaven!
I really don’t have much to add on this post. All I can is that from my own perspective, I have felt what it’s like to be broken. I definitely don’t rate my self as “significant”. So what if my vocabulary isn’t to shabby. There’s more to life than having the “gift of gab”.
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