I Just Let Go

How many of you out there are doing a job you do not like? But you do it anyway because you need to make money for your family and pay for your bills and daily expenses. It's a harrowing ordeal, having to do something you don;t find meaning in.

Sometimes, I don't feel like doing my job as web content writer for other people because I'd rather spend all day working on my own blogs. It's joy unspeakable when I work on my blogs and write articles for them, especially when I write about God and his plans, or wellness and life.

But I have to think about our expenses and the bills.

But I also love to just forget about other people's blogs and focus on my own blogs.

Then I just drop everything, stop, wipe off my face with my bear hands, breathe deeply and "hug" the Lord in spirit. I just say, "Oh Lord!"

I just let go.

And then money would come unexpectedly.

But it doesn't work like that everyday. Most days I have to face my work. It's just that sometimes, the Lord gives me a break and lets me just enjoy my time. That's the sixth hour.

But I pray and hope that one day soon, I won't have to do articles for other people and just focus on my own blogs and get more than enough money doing it. That's a coming sixth hour.

Simple Everyday Miraculous Healing

Medical science is good, but lots of folks can't afford them. Sometimes, we can't. But it's actually a blessing in disguise. It makes me have stronger faith and more prayerful. I rely heavily on God's protection on my family against ailments and miraculous healing when someone is already sick.

My son used to easily contract fever when he has cold and flu. So did my grandson. But God renewed my faith in signs and wonders (or probably stepped it up one level higher) so that when they're about to get sick---or are a bit sick already---I just utter a prayer and declaration and the ailment goes away.

My wife felt something wrong with her heart a few months ago and initial tests showed she might have a blockage in her arteries. A treadmill test gave an even scarier result. So the doctor recommended a stress-echo test.

We prayed fervently for healing for days.

When the final moment came, the test showed everything was normal. The doctor gave my wife a clean bill of health. All by God's grace and mercy. Praise God!