Do not rob the poor because he is poor,
Nor oppress the afflicted at the gate;
23 For the Lord will plead their cause,
And plunder the soul of those who plunder them.
24 Make no friendship with an angry man,
And with a furious man do not go,
25 Lest you learn his ways
And set a snare for your soul.
And with a furious man do not go,
25 Lest you learn his ways
And set a snare for your soul.
I had everything growing up as a child and I knew I was blessed however, I still wanted more. We were that family my mother and I, living way beyond our means, with no knowledge in how to obtain more. I did know my mother had 200,000 dollars put away that I tried eagerly to get her to invest. But she wouldn't while a 100,000 of it was mine left to me by my deceased father. So when my mother knocked on my bedroom door, I was 17 at the time, she announced that we were broke to my dismay. Thirty years later I found out that was a lie. During those thirty years as I tried to get the money back for her and I, I saw things in her character that led me to question if she or anyone I knew even loved me? June 22, 1995, after witnessing more hate than my heart could take, I gave myself to our God. I figured He couldn't treat me as bad as what I was seeing in my family and peers, and I needed a friend, not to mention a father since I'd lost mine at age 16. So came the part where I had to humble myself if I were ever going to make God manifest Himself before me. My pride was enormous, but my love for others was just as extreme and I wanted to keep that. Diving into my bible on my then third prison incarceration I saw where God said in the Psalms that "He would be with the poor and needy," (Psalms 86:1-2) "Bow down Your ear, O Lord, hear me; For I am poor and needy.
2 Preserve my life, for I am holy; You are my God; Save Your servant who trusts in You!"
2 Preserve my life, for I am holy; You are my God; Save Your servant who trusts in You!"
so I placed myself in that category since none of the money my mother had was obtained by either of us. Then I begin to see in God's word how He felt about others oppressing us and people gaining money in unlawful ways. My mother and other family members of mine were being ripped apart by the bibles commands and standards. I began to be intrigued in the protocol of God's word and became less interested in my mother's and others persecution. God delivered me from those who I tried to love, even my mother who's now deceased from all her deadly actions upon me and others. Why Mom?
John 4:48-54
"Then Jesus said to him, “Unless you people see signs and wonders, you will by no means believe.”
49 The nobleman said to Him, “Sir, come down before my child dies!”50 Jesus said to him, “Go your way; your son lives.” So the man believed the word that Jesus spoke to him, and he went his way. 51 And as he was now going down, his servants met him and told him, saying, “Your son lives!”
52 Then he inquired of them the hour when he got better. And they said to him, “Yesterday at the seventh hour the fever left him.” 53 So the father knew that it was at the same hour in which Jesus said to him, “Your son lives.” And he himself believed, and his whole household.
54 This again is the second sign Jesus did when He had come out of Judea into Galilee."
Blessings to all who treat others in the love of God,
Vincent Young, Christian Analyst
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