Bills, Bills, Bills…
Have you? Can you? Were you ever able to see passed a bill due notice into your destiny? It’s hard to fathom isn't it, that day wherein
you wake up and the life that you
once knew is no longer? Bills will always come due but they don’t
rest atop your to-do list.
Honestly, I don’t have an inkling of what that could
possibly feel like. Bills have been a
priority since before I was born because they were a priority in the life of my parents and their parents and their
parents before them. No wonder we cannot
see the forest for the trees… and money sure doesn't fall from them.
Is it just me and do I stand alone in wanting to see God do
something that previous generations weren't privy to see? Like seeing the first black President, never
having believed that I would, not to mention past generations? I want to see my faith reward me greatly and openly,
not just for gifts and rewards sake but for others to witness the strength and
mighty works of my God, so that they
too would believe on him; it’s all that I have that has any value to me or
anyone else for that matter.
My hopes are high and
my expectation vast. Why wouldn't they be when I believe in the
God of the Promise? It’s more than a
prayer of monetary blessings but a prayer to see the hand of God move in my
favor and on my behalf; that is the greatest blessing of them all because it
fuels my faith for what lies next. Life
doesn't stop after monetary gain, and I am sure of one thing, that it just
begins; and a new test will soon ensue.
Faith is a process. I
refuse to die the way that I was born. I
refuse to get what others that share in my similar circumstance have always
gotten. I refuse to believe that I can trust
God and not be blessed. I refuse to
believe that God isn't the God of his
word. I refuse to end-up in God the same
as I started out.
I probably forfeited some
of my blessings from doubt or lack of trust but I still believe that God can
restore unto me all the years that the cankerworm, the palmerworm and the
locust chewed to bits and pieces.
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