It is often in the throws of poverty, that one begs of God for money.
But God is sometimes silent, when he wants us to stand alone, to think things through in quietness
and humility within the hunger for wisdom and accurate knowledge.
God did not make money. Money is a man made item.
Therefore mastery over money, while inspired and empowered by God's Holy Spirit, is not done by
shedding oneself of one's humanity, but rather by embracing it.
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To embrace the simple faculties that allow one to align with abundance .
To permit oneself to be made useful, to be paid for one's usefulness.
To remember what works and shed what doesn't.
To lather...rinse and repeat once one has grasped something that functions in the material world.
Stop trying to escape the grit, the sandy shell in which is hid billions.
It is through the humility of dust and dirt and grime that grand fortunes are made.
A gold treasure from a shipwreck from long ago, is unearthed from deep chilly depths, covered with
hundreds of years of crumbled sea shells tossed to and fro in the currents. So much sand... and
intimidation. Such patience is required.
It is simply the one who digs who finds the treasure....
the one who digs.
Peace,
C.
But God is sometimes silent, when he wants us to stand alone, to think things through in quietness
and humility within the hunger for wisdom and accurate knowledge.
God did not make money. Money is a man made item.
Therefore mastery over money, while inspired and empowered by God's Holy Spirit, is not done by
shedding oneself of one's humanity, but rather by embracing it.
=-====
To embrace the simple faculties that allow one to align with abundance .
To permit oneself to be made useful, to be paid for one's usefulness.
To remember what works and shed what doesn't.
To lather...rinse and repeat once one has grasped something that functions in the material world.
Stop trying to escape the grit, the sandy shell in which is hid billions.
It is through the humility of dust and dirt and grime that grand fortunes are made.
A gold treasure from a shipwreck from long ago, is unearthed from deep chilly depths, covered with
hundreds of years of crumbled sea shells tossed to and fro in the currents. So much sand... and
intimidation. Such patience is required.
It is simply the one who digs who finds the treasure....
the one who digs.
Peace,
C.