Blessings

 
Blessings; everyone wants it

The more you are blessed
The more you get to do
The faster you achieve
 

The man Job was so blessed

Beautiful family, store house of wealth
But in a single day he lost everything
He was left in sickness and wished to die
 
He who once rode in chariots crawled
He once had servants now worse than a slave
He fell from blessings into an accursed
Even his wife advised him to curse God and die
 
Was this event the desire of God for him?                                                         
Those who knew how he loved God may wonder
How does one who trusted land in this terrible state
Why does God not shield him from these woes?
 
As Daniel was being lowered into the lion’s den…
He must be partly afraid
I may never see my family again he thought
But I trust God to vindicate me
 
Walking with God may take you through some dark routes
You may face adversity like Job
You may be lied against like Daniel
But the Father showed up for them
 
Weeping may linger for the night
There is so much testimony in the dawn
You will rot in the pit
What was meant to bury you, will lose its grip
 
Daniel prayed for help
Job repented and trusted again
Never stop praying, God hears
God is not the enemy; He is your helper
 
Blessings is your heritage
Whatever was lost will be doubly restored