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Peace is Priceless...

All praises…all thanks
All blessings I receive…All blessings I give
All Time is destined mine…All mine is destined Time

It feels good. Really good. No matter how I try to throw a cloud on my life, He will not be denied. He will place a burning Sun in my bedroom and burn me until I thank Him for the rain. He will drown my body in water until I acknowledge who controls every desert.

God is a force to be reckoned with; a force to be respected and revered and a lack of faith will make you miserable and lonely. He will not stand to be discounted or put in reserve. He is the only way, never one of the options. He is Life. There is only one opposite and that is death. Death does not have to come in a physical form, but He can choose to kill your success, murder your relationships, suffocate your happiness or take everything away from you that you obtained to block Him out.

Acknowledgement of His blessings is good. Acceptance of His sovereign power is greater. Obedience to His will is greatest.

He moves so silently in your life you never really notice. My life has been steadily enriched. My stories of triumph have steadily grown. My knowledge and wisdom have steadily increased. There is no one greater.

God is still working on me, but I must smile at the job He has done thus far. Amazing. Spectacular. Outstanding. Top-notch. Yes, humbleness is not one of my strong points. He’s blessed me with so much talent it’s hard to not be convinced.

I’m smiling. I’m laughing. I’m overjoyed because the demons are furious; and the haters are working overtime; and the non-believers are pacing the floor; and the attackers are becoming sick and diseased; and the backstabbers’ hands won’t stop shaking; and the fake friends can’t sleep at night; and the oppressors are frail and weak; and I continue on unharmed on my journey, enjoying the sun and welcoming the rain and waving at the tornadoes and standing steadfast in the hurricanes and swimming through the floods.

Peace is priceless my friends.

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