In everything I did, I showed you that by this kind of hard work we must help the weak, remembering the words the Lord Jesus himself said: ‘It is more blessed to give than to receive. (Acts 20:35 New International Version).
I need a blessing, a financial one preferably. In this day and age, who doesn’t need one? Sometimes I fantasize about meeting a long-lost, super rich relative who would want nothing more than to shower me with money and gifts. I have high hopes of winning the lottery one day. However, I have not bought a lottery ticket. My fantasies clash with reality and God’s plans for me, and frustration and prideful thoughts come in. For example, why do I have to get up at 4:30 in the morning for work when no one else in the house is working or why am I wrecking my brain trying to figure out a grocery budget for a family of six when I don’t have a husband or children. I ask why me, but perhaps the question should be why not me. After all, two of my relatives (uncle and sister) are physically and or mentally disabled with a third (my brother) showing signs of a mental disability also. My mom has to be the care taker of my uncle and sister and leaving them alone is not a good option.
If anyone does not provide for his relatives, and especially for his immediate family; he has denied the faith and is worse than an unbeliever. (1Timothy 5:8 NIV).
While I am waiting for a blessing to fall out of the sky, I am missing my blessing and the opportunity to give God honor and praise. At one point, I wasn’t working and I was depressed and ashamed because I wasn’t helping out around the house. Now that I have a job why should I complain? Recently, I decided to stop complaining about being the only one in the house that everyone depends on. Instead, I believe God has blessed me with a job to help the household. So, I pray he gives me the knowledge and wisdom to be a good steward over what he has entrusted me with. Being grateful and accepting of God’s plan has helped me give more in a humble and joyful matter.
All praises, glory, and honor are unto You. I pray that You help me to give in a way that strengthens, not weakens my family, and in a way that glorifies You. In Jesus’ Name, Amen!
Ladies I EMPOWER you to give. I am able to provide because I have a job; however, the gift doesn’t have to be money. It could be time, knowledge, wisdom, your testimony, your joy or to sum it all up—love, the same love God has showed his children when he sacrificed his only Son. Each time the opportunity arises to help someone it is a blessing from God.
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Saneatra Polk resides on the south side of Chicago and works as a quality technician for a food manufacturer. She attends The Moody Church and her favorite Bible verse is: “The Lord is my helper, I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?” (Hebrews 13:6 NIV)