Lk 6:17, 20-26

He came down with them and stood on a level place, with a great crowd of his disciples and a great multitude of people from all Judea, Jerusalem, and the coast of Tyre and Sidon.

Then he looked up at his disciples and said: “Blessed are you who are poor, for yours is the kingdom of God. “Blessed are you who are hungry now, for you will be filled. “Blessed are you who weep now, for you will laugh. “Blessed are you when people hate you, and when they exclude you, revile you, and defame you on account of the Son of Man. Rejoice in that day and leap for joy, for surely your reward is great in heaven; for that is what their ancestors did to the prophets.

“But woe to you who are rich, for you have received your consolation. “Woe to you who are full now, for you will be hungry. “Woe to you who are laughing now, for you will mourn and weep. “Woe to you when all speak well of you, for that is what their ancestors did to the false prophets.

New Revised Standard Version, copyright 1989, by the National Council of the Churches of Christ in the United States of America. Used by permission. All rights reserved. USCCB approved.

Place Our Trust in God

A thread which ties this day’s readings together is this – place your trust and hope in God. This is the only thing which satisfies deeply and lastingly. Trust and hope in money and material wealth alone will not rest our souls, but God will. Standing on reputation or the admiration of others is like standing on a shaky pedestal, but faith that God knows and loves us is standing on firm ground. Seeking happiness above all else through worldly pleasures will in the end disappoint, but God exceeds our imaginations’ expectations. Protecting ourselves from grief and mourning closes our hearts and insulates us from love, but the willingness to vulnerably love as our God does is divine.

Consider what you place your trust in. Let go of what does not point you to God. Commit to place more trust in God.

—David J. Herr, SJ, is a Jesuit scholastic of the Midwest Province studying philosophy at Loyola University Chicago.


Dear God,
I am so afraid to open my clenched fists!
Who will I be when I have nothing left to hold on to?
Who will I be when I stand before you with empty hands?
Please help me to gradually open my hands
and to discover that I am not what I own,
but what you want to give me.
And what you want to give me is love—
unconditional, everlasting love.

—Fr. Henri Nouwen