This is the third in a series of meditations on each of the Beatitudes.
Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the land.
Tell ye the daughter of Sion: Behold thy king cometh to thee, meek, and sitting upon an ass, and a colt the foal of her that is used to the yoke. –Matthew 21:5
But the hidden man of the heart in the incorruptibility of a quiet and a meek spirit, which is rich in the sight of God. 1 Peter 3:4
“I’m going to make sure they know they can’t treat me like this!”
“They aren’t going to push me around like this anymore!”
“I’m going to tell them that this is how it’s going to have to be….or else!”
Such are the inner ramblings of Rebecca. That’s how our society trains us to be, isn’t it? Assert yourself, stand up for yourself, and don’t be submissive. That would make you a doormat. You don’t want to be a doormat, do you?
I get so frustrated at work. Sometimes I think that if you come into work every day with diligence and dedication, you’re just setting yourself up to be taken advantage of. I took a vacation last month and was out of work for two weeks. When I came back, The CellPhone Store was a mess. The demo phones hadn’t been cleared or checked. Some of them weren’t even charged in the two weeks I was gone. The daily sales paperwork was a mess every day. All the little things I did every day hadn’t been done. So, right off the back, I’ve got lots of catching up to do. And yet there were employees at the store every day I was gone, getting paid, but not keeping things up around the store.
“You’re going to have to let everyone know that I’m not the only one getting paid around here!” I shouted at my boss. “I know exactly what they were thinking when they left all those messes–‘Whatever, Rebecca will clean it up.’ Well, not anymore!” I was determined to set things straight. I wasn’t some spineless wimp who was going to clean up after everyone.
Then, I remember, “Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the land.”
What does it mean to be meek? It’s not just about submitting my will to others. It means to submit myself to God’s will. To know that whatever happens, His will will overcome. These little trifles don’t matter. In the moment, I get so upset, but even if I am picking up the slack for everyone else at work, what does it really hurt? I’m here to work, and to serve my bosses as if I were serving God. What impact does this have on eternity? Because that’s where my eyes should be, on the eternal. The impact will either be my co-workers seeing that I serve without complaint, that I place others first, or that I wear a crucifix on my neck and spew venom when I don’t get my way. What’s more important? Standing up for myself or putting others before myself as a tiny little sacrifice to show them God’s love?
Why do I want my way? We are so slow at work during the day that there’s plenty of time for me to take care of odds and ends around the store. Even if I take care of everything, I’ll still have time here and there to get online and goof off. When I stop and think about it, I’m not being dealt such an unfair hand. I have a job after all, and bring in money to keep us fed. Getting worked up and angry never helps. Forcing someone else to bend to my will never creates respect or love. When I let my hot temper get the better of me, I never look back and remember how it was the best solution possible, I think of how ashamed I am that I let anger dictate my actions. I’m just so hot-headed, I don’t have it in me to be meek and gentle when things get bad.
Once again, God demands something from me and I don’t have it in me. So I’ll have to ask for grace again.
Lord, help me to be meek, to place others before myself. Keep me from thinking so much of myself. Help me to serve.