27 So he said to him, “What is your name?” And he said, “Jacob.” 28 He said, “Your name shall no longer be Jacob, but Israel; for you have striven with God and with men and have prevailed.” 29 Then Jacob asked him and said, “Please tell me your name.” But he said, “Why is it that you ask my name?” And he blessed him there. 30 So Jacobnamed the place Peniel, for he said, “I have seen God face to face, yet my life has been preserved.” 31 Now the sun rose upon him just as he crossed over Penuel, and he was limping on his thigh. 32 Therefore, to this day the sons of Israel do not eat the sinew of the hip which is on the socket of the thigh, because he touched the socket of Jacob’s thigh in the sinew of the hip.
When most of us think of blessing, we think of circumstances and material items that bring joy, pleasure, or satisfaction into our lives, don’t we? If we are healthy, we consider ourselves blessed. If the kids stay out of trouble, and in school, we’re blessed. If we avoid lay-offs, manage to make the mortgage, we’re blessed. Remember in very 26 when Jacob, in a wrestling match with God, said he would not let go until God blessed him? Well, here are the blessings he received…
First, he received a new name. In almost all ancient cultures, a person’s name represented a character quality that either was intended for them, or which they earned through their conduct. The first blessing that God gave to Jacob, Deceiver, was to give him a new name—Israel, the one who strives with God. He would now be known not for his schemes and tricks, but for the intimate relationship that he had with God.
Second, he had a profound sense of special identity before God. He had seen God face to face and yet had been spared. Somehow he had been given a relationship with God in which he was not judged for his sin, or rejected in any way, but his life was spared—he was even blessed!
Third, he was given a limp. Great blessing, huh? But that limp was seen and remembered by all who observed Jacob, and the nation that followed him. The blessing of the limp is not apparent in the getting of the limp–that’s painful, humiliating, and bewildering. But to a watching world, how a believer keeps on moving through life, limp and all, becomes an enduring testimony of God-given perseverance. I don’t think Jacob received the blessing he thought he wanted, but God gave him the blessing he needed: a changed character and identity, a new-found security in his relationship with God, and a legacy before all of God’s people who followed in his footsteps.
There are all kinds of limps, really. There are physical ones, that slow us down. Emotional ones, that plague our thoughts and peace. Some are from spiritual scars that we carry from past battles, and some are ongoing burdens that we will carry though all of life, until we are finally with Him. But we shouldn’t hold back from Him, simply to avoid receiving a limp. He gives us a limp for His own reasons. Don’t hate your limp. Instead, love your God, and see Him bless you, His way. He may just use your limp to encourage someone else to stay in the battle.
Dear Father, please give me the grace to cling to You, expecting blessing, and to embrace the difficulties and hardships that You give to me. Let me never be ashamed of any limp that You bring to me, and never judge others whom I see walking with a spiritual limp; for it just may be a gift from You.