Monday, November 11, 2019

Be Careful What You Prey For!


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You pulled up next to your old classmate Donna at the light, sitting in the latest Mercedes Benz while you’re shamefully waving from your ten-year-old Honda Accord.  You ask God to please put you in Donna’s position, but instead of prospering, your life made a turn for the worse.  After working a late shift at work, you drive home and dosed off.  You woke up just in time to swing the steering wheel back.  No, you didn’t hit the tree that you were headed towards, but your car hit a huge pothole and destroyed your transmission.  “Why, God?”  “Why me,” you ask…



You log onto social media and see Tracy post happy pictures of her and her boyfriend.  She was flaunting the beautiful engagement ring that he just purchased her with the caption, “My king asked, and I said YES!”  You ask God to please put you in Tracy’s position, but instead of getting an engagement ring, your boyfriend gave you a ring around your left eye.  You made dinner and he disliked the way you seasoned the chicken, so he started yelling at you, and one thing led to another, and it ended with you being physically attacked.  He’s never done this before, yet today he completely lost it and turned into a man you’ve never seen before.  You think of Tracy’s life, compared it to yours, and asked, “Why, God?”  “Why me?" 



You run into Monique at the mall, and she sees you and gives you a big hug.  You two exchange a few words, and she started telling you how happy she is to be able to shop all day.  She’s rocking a nice designer bag and a pair of Christian Louis Baton stilettoes.  You wish you could live carefree like Monique too, but you can’t because you have a full-time job, two kids, a mortgage, and a list of monthly bills that you must pay.  You ask God to please put you in Monique’s position, and per usual, instead of things getting better, they got worse.  You came to work one day, and your manager called an emergency meeting to inform the company that they’re having financial difficulties and must close immediately… Without so much as a warning, you left your job of unemployed[SPWS1] .  So now you can't find a job, you’re barely able to pay your bills with the small unemployment checks that you’re receiving and struggling to support your family. "Why, God?”  “Why me,” you ask again…


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Finally, God decides to answer you!


Well, I thought I was looking out for you pretty well.  You had a car that was paid off, a man who loved you and provided for you and your two kids.  I made sure your credit was good enough to secure the home of your dreams, and I gave you the strength to complete college so that you could have a career with room for advancement to grow in the company.  Anybody else would have been satisfied with that, but not you.  You asked me to put you in Donna’s position, so I did.  Donna lives paycheck to paycheck because she’s living above her means.  She’s living above her means to the point that she lost her car and now must borrow her sister’s car to run minor errands.  You wanted to be in Donna’s position, so I totaled your car and gave you what you asked for. 

Then, let’s see… I made it possible for you to meet Mike.  Mike isn’t the richest man in the world, but he had the heart of gold and he loved you and your kids unconditionally.  Yes, he’s a warehouse worker that’s not the richest man in [SPWS1] the world, but he made enough to be able to save $100 each paycheck towards the engagement ring he was hoping to give you next year.  He respects the ground you walk on and treats you like a queen, but you weren’t looking for a king.  You were looking for an abusive thug… A drug dealer who beats on women! I mean, that is what you were looking for because you asked me to put you in Tracy’s position, so I did.  Tracy has an engagement ring that her boyfriend robbed from someone else to give to her after beating her up as he normally does when his money is funny.  So, I gave you what you wanted, which was an abusive coward who had no intensions on ever marrying you. 

And finally, I made sure you had a job that was secured and put you in a position to not only provide for you and your family, but also had benefits to secure a great future.  You must have forgotten where you started from.  You went from an entry level position making minimum wage, to assistant manager in less than two years, however, you didn’t want that.  You wanted to be an unemployed booster like Monique, who was actively stealing in the mall on the day you ran into her.  She’s living carefree because she’s living reckless without her kids, who are being raised by her mother.  So, I made a few changes to your life to accommodate your wishes, and now you have all the time you want in the world to lose your house and kids as Monique did. 





1 Thessalonians 5:18 states, “Give THANKS in all circumstances; for this is the will of GOD in Christ Jesus for you!

What I hope you take from this blog today is live in your moment and appreciate what GOD has done for you.  Don’t obsess yourself with the surface of someone’s life because you do not know what lies beneath… Be grateful for YOUR life because someone isn’t living today who was once living yesterday.  Be appreciative of the people and opportunities in YOUR life… Because there’s always someone who wishes they had what you have.  And most importantly, be mindful of when the devil prompts YOU to PREY for something, because there’s a difference in the words PREY and PRAY!!!

By Dr. Keisha Wizzart aka Author Keisha Starr




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