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Suddenly…

It’s never a good idea to compare your life to someone else’s or what they’ve got going on. See, I recognize that I serve a “suddenly” God. Just because it took someone else this or that amount of time to get where they are, be with who they’re with, or accomplish what they’ve done, doesn’t mean it’ll take the same amount of time for me. And this is true for us all. I can remember being frustrated during different seasons of my life when my self-imposed “timelines” weren’t flowing as I hoped. I’d map out all these different plans for myself and ask God to bless them, instead of praying first and then getting some direction. Psalm 46:10 reads, “Be still, and know that I am God.” I used to think that standing still was unproductive. I felt if I wasn’t constantly moving, things wouldn’t happen, until I finally slowed down and stood still. Since I’ve gotten into the posture of doing this, I’ve watched as God put things together in a way that required nothing of me except the obedience of stillness. When I did this, he spoke clearly to me. The clarity that came with stillness was amazing. Suddenly, a series of incredible blessings started coming my way, in ways that blew my mind. While things like success, relationships, and accomplishments don’t usually happen overnight, I’m recognizing that a lot of what I thought would take awhile, won’t, with a “suddenly” God behind the scenes. God orchestrates things in such a way that our human minds will never be able to figure out. He does things on an entirely different level that always reminds me, he’s in charge. I love that I serve a “suddenly” God. He‘s dope. 

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