Tuesday, December 13, 2016

Bills, Bills, Bills...

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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