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Katalina stood at the Bronze door of Emperor Gustavo’s
mansion wearing rags. She crouched, bent, sighed and said a lot of things to
herself. She walked, pounced and made the millionth excuse as the new maid
dropped off from the Royce and asked what she wanted standing at the door. “I
am here to see my father” she said as she mustered up some courage to look past
the maid’s Givenchy red tinted sun glasses. “He works here?” she retorted. “No
he owns here” Katalina replies with a sad smile.
‘You must be mistaken my dear’
the maid adjusted her short dress and shades at the same time. “This place is
owned by The Emperor Gustavo, leader of the Learsi order, he owns no children”.
“Have you checked the address ma’am? You need to check the address ma’am”.
Confidence they say
is what we need to stand up tall in dirty rags and look smashingly fly but this
time all it collided with Katalina to do was to answer the maid with this words
‘I have checked the address. This place is owned by Emperor Gustavo, leader of
the Learsi order, he owns many children and he is my father”
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God owns many children but one strange thing I have seen on
the earth surface are princes living in wastelands while the castle of their
dreams stand by.
God owns many children but I see them entangled in jealousy
over what their neighbors are owning, building and doing.
Can we get some things straight friend, you don’t have to be
jealous of what’s going in some other person’s life, just ask. You have a
father and he owns the world. Jealousy is one of the responses we can give when
our eyes open to beauty going on outside our territory, the other respond is to
dream beyond where we are and go to God in prayer that he would give on to us
that which would make us beautiful too.
God owns many children but I see them with pouted mouths at
the door not knocking, not asking, expecting something to happen. Ask and you
will receive, seek and you will find, it is heaven’s protocol. Step up and stop
being a naughty child.
Prayer is such a privilege and like a dance. It is boundless.
We can ask and dream. This is our father’s world and nothing is too big for him
to do.
Dear friend, whatever dream is on your heart this year, ask!
Whatever lovely desires you are having, ask and quit fantasizing. Forget what
didn’t happen last year. Press pass the pain and anger and what people didn’t do
for you. This year you can be what God has called you to be. It doesn’t have to
be flashy like your neighbor’s but you would know that you are in your God
ordained place.
Happy New Year! Make prayer a priority this year. It’s an opportunity
to ask from the father, be with and dwell where he’s placed us and remember:
When you see extravagant beauty outside your territory, you can respond in two
ways, Get jealous or pray. Choose the later friend, ask your Father.
God has many children but one strange thing I have seen on
earth surface are those called into an adventure settle for the mundane, those
called into a relationship settle for a religion.
