Tag: seeing things different;y

There was a boy, a poor poor boy, who did not have enough. He worked so hard each and every day to have enough to eat, but it was never enough. In despair, he cried to God, ‘Lord help me!” Yet nothing happened, for a while and so he had to go along. He worked, and he worked with little else as a witness to his work. On payday the little he got finished before he left work. He had no choice. He did not have enough. Looking on we could feel his pain as he went to his bed, half-starved. He was poor, so, so poor that even those who wanted him to win could not look on his countenance too long. He was far gone. He did not have enough. And so each night we prayed with him, that God would show him the light to Enough.

It continued so until one day the light did shine on him. “At last I will have enough to feel like a king!” To his credit, his words were true and slowly smiled Enough. It entered through his shabby door and promptly stayed within. Enough got comfortable, quite comfortable and so decided to stay. When we saw it would stay with him our hearts jumped with joy. It was one of those things we could proclaim a miracle. And so his life changed and as he gained his thin frame got healthy and thick. He looked as he should from the very start a most contented success story of Enough.

However, as most stories go, this heavenly state did not last. Because having gained enough, that man felt he must create more Enough to never lose him again. So, when he was to share Enough with his neighbours who did not have enough, he flatly refused, “How can I give the little I have for see, it is not enough!” This was a surprise to all because on the outside looking in, all we saw was the increase from his beginning. But nothing could convince him and with set determination he would not give in, he only would give from what he had when he had enough, Enough. At first, we were appalled but then we thought, “Maybe he has a point”. There and then we prayed hard night and day so he could have more Enough.

Would you believe God did smile down most brightly and sent some more enough? With joy and gladness he welcomed them in, but his neighbours, he would not let them in! For him, the gift of more Enough was one that needed special guarding. From those, he said who would take advantage of God’s anointing. So he kept all Enough and did not share a one. Oh, what lamenting, what wailing from him who wanted to be generous, but did not have enough, Enough. Though he was a busy man, he did find some time to reason with God to finally help him to have enough, Enough and each time he was more insistent. By this time we were all surprised when God answered him yet again!

More and more enough he got and yet it was not enough. We grew tired of the complaining and murmuring all day and one by one we left. No one wanted to waste their prayers on an evil discontented soul, so we broke the chain of prayer and each forgot about him and left him cold. It so happened that one Tuesday on my daily walk, I saw the impression of a former man walking down the street. Soulless eyes stared back at me and coldness squeezed my heart. My God! It was him! It was the man who got Enough and still would sing of wanting more. I looked at him and he looked through me and I cried a little for that innocent, hardworking boy.