I was talking with someone on the phone, we were just discussing things like their need of work, my need to have some done and the lack of money in both of our pockets. I realize that we are all, at least people I talk with, in the same boat financially. So my question to you is this, ARE YOU POOR OR FINANCIALLY CHALLENGED? Matthew 5:3 (NLT)“ Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven Matthew5:3 (Msg)”You’re blessed when you’re at the end of your rope. With less of you there is more of God and his rule. I was re-reading “A Tree Grows in Brooklyn”, written by Betty Smith. In this book the heroine is an eleven year old girl who is very poor. Her one extravagance is holding her cup of coffee in the mornings to warm her hands, which are so cold in the unheated apartment in which they live. As I read it, I thought about the fact that when we were growing up, our family was really pretty poor most of the time. A preacher’s pay is not great, and there were times that my dad gave his entire pay check back to the church to pay the bills. But we never had a “poor” mentality. Being financially challenged and being poor are two different things. God always provided for us, when there was no money, there would be someone that brought us something good to eat. There was an event called a “pounding,” no this was not a time the church members all took their frustrations out on the pastor’s family by beating them with sticks, it was when the people got together and gave food, the way people bring gifts to a birthday party or a baby shower! Very exciting for us kids! Mother kept our clothes clean and pressed, she even ironed our shoe laces, and our shoes were always shined. One particularly sad moment for her was when she found that my brother had cut pieces of cardboard to put in his shoes because there were holes in the soles. When we moved to Atlanta, wth twelve people in one house, and yes, one bathroom, we received some good government surplus food. There was peanut butter, and cheese that came in brown paper boxes. But poor? We never felt poor not at all; it never dawned on us to feel poor. As I said, God always provided for us and we were always happy. So, after going through all of this in my mind, I thought of the scripture that I put at the top of this Blog and when I really studied it, I understood. The Message translation said “You’re blessed when you’re at the end of your rope. With less of you there is more of God and His rule.” Read that over and over until it gets into your mind and memory; Being at the end of your rope you realize that there is nothing that you, in your own power, can do to change your circumstances. The only answer is God, the answer lies in Him, alone. That kind of takes the pressure off, if you think of it that way. I KNOW there is nothing I can do to make my life better, happier, richer, but God, Who knows all, has the answer, not just the answer, the solution for my problems, and yours! The way I pray for anything that I cannot comprehend an answer for is,”God give me a solution to this prolem, without You I don’t know what I will do!” One day I prayed that prayer in the car, not really knowing where to go for something I needed, it was a desparate situation. As I prayed I drove to a particular place, got out and went in. The salesman asked what I needed, I just looked at him for a moment and said, “I don’t know for sure.” As I turned to face him, as I spoke, I saw the answer, right there behind him. Something I didn’t even know existed was my answer! I would rather be poor and know that I will inherit the Kingdom of God, than to have all the riches and goodies that a kid used to find in the blissfully cool Woolworth’s Five and Dime! If you are poor or just FEELING that way, know that you are blessed!
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Thank you for stopping by for a visit! If you read my thoughts you will see that I am sometimes serious, at other times sappy or funny, occasionally I am sad and sentimental, but I am always sincere! I am a single mother who raised two children, born ten years apart and different sexes so first it was bows and dolls, pretty dresses and boys! When my son was born it was rough and tumble games, baseball, soccer, wrestling and girls! I am known for my "smile" and for my default answer to any situation, "no problem", which was something I didn't realize I did until it was pointed out to me! I am a moon watcher and a star gazer. I am astounded and feel so small knowing that every creature that has ever walked the face of this earth has gazed upon that same beautiful orb that my eyes can behold on any night when the earth is not wearing her cloak of clouds. My parents have made me the person that I am. Their love, veracity in all areas of life, humor and passion for their work and each other have given me hope that my life can actually be a happy one! Chances are if you are reading this you already know all this but again, I appreciate your stopping by! While you're here hit the "Like" button for me and thanks for checking in! View all posts by harolene