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Crippled Beggar?

Are you a crippled beggar?  No really, are you spiritually depleted, but boldly asking for help?  Do you feel defeated, tired, weary, and have accepted living less than your potential?  Has it become routine and you now only focus on surviving: second-by-second, minute-by-minute, day-by-day?  Is this you?  Have you been there?

Women Thinking

Would you take the hand of a stranger, if offered, and allow life to enter your soul?  Can you see yourself victorious, happy, excited about everything because everything is new?  Would you embrace your new position, rejoice and praise God for your healing?  Do you believe God can heal you?  Listen, He healed me!

It's Handled

By faith in the name of Jesus, this man whom you see and know was made strong.  It is Jesus’ name and the faith that comes through him that has given the complete healing to him, as you can all see. —Acts 3:16

A crippled beggar is noted, even by those attempting to avert eye contact.  Some will attempt to help by meeting physical needs.  If asked for a dollar, a dollar may be received.  If asked to be carried, being carried may result (at least for a while).  A beggar’s initial pain of rejection fades away, outweighed by the need to survive:  second-by-second, minute-by-minute, day-by-day.  Through it all, do not give up hope!  Hold on to your faith, even if it is the size of a mustard seed!  God has a miraculous way of sending divine remedies in ways you least expect, from people you least expect.   Accept it!  Then, go forth exemplifying the living testament of which you are.  You have been healed…completely!

Woman Standing On Rock

Stirring

Something is stirring…..

Consider the ravens: They do not sow or reap, they have no storeroom or barn; yet God feeds them.  And how much more valuable you are than birds!  —Luke 12:24

Have you ever had a thought that lingers…and lingers….and lingers?  Out of the blue, it is pressed upon your spirit—first coming as a whisper then growing into a statement, increasing into a yell and settling as an authoritative instruction?  The more pronounced it becomes, the more certain you are of its manifestation.  Well, this is where I am.

Through a storm I came.

Strong,

Yet dazed.

I survived.

Rest,

I requested.

Refuge,

Granted.

Now the time has come to adhere to authoritative instruction.

beach bw

So now,

How much more valuable are you than birds?

God feeds them.  And how much more valuable you are!

I was reminded of this just the other day while sitting at the beach.  Out of nowhere came a woman, with bread.  Out of nowhere came birds, who ate.   “And how much more valuable you are than birds,” God reminded me.  “Do not worry,” God comforted me.  “I am with you,” God assured me.  Things will not be easy, but there will come things of ease.  Something is stirring.  Let’s do this.

Sacrificial Giving

Have you ever given out of poverty?  I have.

Calling his disciples to him, Jesus said, “I tell you the truth, this poor widow has put more into the treasury than all the others.  They all gave out of their wealth; but she, out of her poverty, put in everything—all she had to live on.” (Mark 12:43-44)

girl giving money

Will you allow me to be honest without judgment?  (I hope so.)  In truth, I prefer to give out of wealth.  I continuously pray that God’s allowance for me includes me giving out of wealth.  I believe His manifestations for my life consist of me being wealthy, healthy, and wise.  There was a time, however, when I was not as bold about the wealthy part.  I have evolved.

In hindsight, I am able to appreciate the experience of giving out of poverty.  I am not only talking financially.  I am reflecting on times of being exhausted time-wise, talent-wise, mentally, physically, emotionally, and spiritually.  I was so fatigued, so poor, yet I gave until I could not give anymore.  Well, actually I had a little more to give, but it was miniscule.  Right there, nevertheless, in that place of having a feeling like I had no more to give was where I turned my attention to the Lord and gave to Him out of my poverty.  Have you ever been at that place?  If so, then you know this place can be hard, especially at first.  Yet, there I was with my Bible, my listening ears, and hope.  (Thank God for hope!) 

As I deepened my relationship with God, the act of dropping money in a church’s collection plate and feeling satisfied had taken a deeper meaning.  My acts of giving, in any way, had become sacrificial.  At first, I was weary.  I was agitated.  Later I understood, I was being cleansed.  I was being prepared to give out of wealth in accordance to God’s vision for my life.  (What a lesson!)

You know, one of the things that I enjoy is learning of people’s success stories, particularly the parts of how they have overcome obstacles.  Their seasons of poverty are inspirational.  Share your triumphs.  Remind someone of THIS:  Sacrificial giving today births faith-founded manifestations tomorrow.  God’s eyes are supernatural, as are His scales.

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