The Source (poem)

I trusted my career
jobs to provide meat for my household to eat
Thinking it was my employers that were causing me to thrive
but when it came down to it…
when it came down to their business trying to survive
when they needed to downsize
it was to my demise.

Or so they thought.
But no! I praise God!
Despite the economy
Hard as it is out there
my family eats well
my cupboards’ never been bare
Rent’s never been late
nothing’s been shut off
insurance never lapsed
cause my fate…
is not based on how the world’s financial system operates

The Kingdom of God is not in recession!
It’s running full-force
It’s not what’s my source of income
but WHO is my source
Lord, YOU are my source!
I trust You
YOU are the one…
I trust…
for my income

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