#MondayDoseOfInspiration
Hello great people,
Wow! It's been a whole week of hiatus. I apologise profusely, I did not mean to leave you high and dry. I had to go on a forced but well deserved rest and all I can say is, it sure feels good to be alive, hale and hearty. Quite a number of things happened during this break but through it all I am glad that as a believer, even though one may be fatherless but yet still have a father in God which is the gist of today's post. Enjoy.
When scriptures say all things work together for good; the 'all' here refers to a potpourri of events, circumstances and situations, both good and bad or ugly; divinely orchestrated to make us triumphant in the end. I once went through an unprecedented rough time financially months after I lost my dad. Things got so bad that I couldn't help wishing at some point that my late dad had left me a very fat inheritance. I wished he left me plenty properties in choice locations and a stupendously fat bank account that I could just leverage on to sort me through the mess I had found myself.
Hello great people,
Wow! It's been a whole week of hiatus. I apologise profusely, I did not mean to leave you high and dry. I had to go on a forced but well deserved rest and all I can say is, it sure feels good to be alive, hale and hearty. Quite a number of things happened during this break but through it all I am glad that as a believer, even though one may be fatherless but yet still have a father in God which is the gist of today's post. Enjoy.
When scriptures say all things work together for good; the 'all' here refers to a potpourri of events, circumstances and situations, both good and bad or ugly; divinely orchestrated to make us triumphant in the end. I once went through an unprecedented rough time financially months after I lost my dad. Things got so bad that I couldn't help wishing at some point that my late dad had left me a very fat inheritance. I wished he left me plenty properties in choice locations and a stupendously fat bank account that I could just leverage on to sort me through the mess I had found myself.
I woke up one morning missing
him so much, wishing I could just call him up and tell him all the battles both
physical and spiritual, that I was fighting. My dad was not just my biological
father but was also my spiritual father. One in whose anointing I trusted and
respected so much. Just one word of prayer and issue of decree and I would have
been sorted and able to sleep easy.
As I worshipped, I realised
that what I thought I did not have, I not only have them but had them in such
immeasurable quantity. I thought my father didn't leave me with much without
realising he actually left for me the greatest inheritance of all; a spiritual
legacy. One that will see me through and sort me out for the rest of my life
till I get called to glory.
Today I therefore make bold to say,
'I have a father who calls me by His name; a father like no other. Such that even though my father has departed in heaven to stay but still, I have a father. I call Him Jesus.
The video below succinctly captures the essence of this message. It's a short video but carries a powerful message.
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