Give me Poverty nor Riches

Proverbs 30:7-9

“Two things I ask of you, Lord; do not refuse me before I die: Keep falsehood and lies far from me; give me neither poverty nor riches, but give me only my daily bread. Otherwise, I may have too much and disown you and say, ‘Who is the Lord?’ Or I may become poor and steal, and so dishonor the name of my God.

Give me neither poverty nor riches, but give me only my daily bread.

A week ago, I was lying on my bed, head throbbing, eyes feeling like it would burst and heat enveloping my system, it was gradual, I never noticed my body’s security system malfunctioning already by a virus injection. I was irritable, restless, the heat was unquenchable with cold water drinks, slowly, my muscles started to grew weary, I had to stop, I had to lie down.

My blanket was casual, it wasn’t thin, and definitely not thick either. Unfortunately, I needed something that could make me sweat a waterfall out of my system. I had to wear with a thick hoodie my brother bought from Korea. It was a restless night, my dreams consists of puzzles I can’t solve. My body was cold with shivers pulsing from my spine and yet my room was a sauna. Logic, wasn’t my strongest trait and so was comprehension either. I just wanted to rest.

Work wasn’t in the equation, I can’t move out of the bed for long, my time was limited before fatigue sets in and Id slumber once more. So, I did the only option I have, meditate. Prayer was my past time and a few scheming was my effort, quality time with the One that stopped me from my busy schedule. I realized after a while of helplessness that I have been distant with my restlessness, trying to achieve things that could be solved by tomorrow while I have forfeited my blessings of today which became yesterday’s passed opportunities. God gave me riches, a lot. So vast that I have succumbed to its beauty, tantalized by its splendor and bribe. I got lost and far for the shimmer of gold betraying my path from the shinning sun.

I got lost and far for the shimmer of gold betraying my path from the shinning sun.

Good thing I cracked down from the heat. I’m glad it wasn’t too late for me to regret the withdrawal of blessing, instead I was given a reminder, a warning for the nth time about my acts and wandering too far. God withheld poverty from me, but riches He poured, unfortunately I drowned in it by my choice but He isn’t ignorant, He knows my status. It feels great knowing I didn’t spiral down to its empty ends because He looks out.

Today, I will start a break, an escape I may have been longing for, with blessings channeled through my brother, I will be gone to Davao for a week.

Here’s to a great experience and hopefully, more posts to come.