God is Ever Faithful to Give


“You are the light of the world. A city built on a hill cannot be hid. No one after lighting a lamp puts it under a bushel basket, but on a lamp stand, and it gives light to all in the house” (Matthew 5:14-15).

“Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths” (Proverbs 3:5-6).

We never had much money when I was growing up, and it didn’t seem to really be that important to me or to my family. We had something that transcended the need for money or material possessions: a trust in each other, and in a God who is Ever Faithful to give to us and supply all of our needs.

It was only natural that when you had a need, you prayed for it, and the Lord miraculously provided the need. It may be through a neighbor, or an employer, but the vehicle used to accomplish the task was irrelevant to us, because we knew who set the vehicle in motion: it was God.

No one ever knew when the cupboard was bare, or when we were down to the last of the last of everything in the cabinets to fix for supper. No one ever ventured beyond the back door of our home, but God knew and he had compassion on a child’s prayer for food.

My dad was a proud man and yet he was humble. He never refused to accept a gift given freely to help meet the needs, and at the same time, he seemed to drink more during the most stressful times because he couldn’t be everything that the Lord wanted him to be.

All I ever wanted my dad to be was a Christian. The fancy clothes that others wore were nice, but I wasn’t as satisfied as I could have been. I longed to have my daddy take us all to church on Sunday morning, and then, escort our family inside for worship, together. Instead, we children learned how to watch over our shoulders as we waited for the church van to arrive: to be unprepared, might have gotten us shot (if Daddy had a flashback to the war).

Today, as I sit in this sanctuary, I realize how blessed that I am to have a God who loved me enough to die for me at Calvary. It is simply amazing to me that he would lay aside all of glory so that he could be beaten and take on the weight of the world’s sin: my sin.

If you don’t know the true and living God, today, you can know Him and be blessed beyond your highest hopes and wildest dreams. I know that the situations that I lived in for so long could have caused me to be bitter and unthankful, but through God’s infinite mercy and provision, He has led me to a secret place of prayer and communion with Him. In the darkness that I have faced, I have found treasure. There is hope to overcome, and I have a God who watches over me.

Give yourself to worship, today, and you’ll discover a peace that passes all understanding.

In this week’s Lattereign we are giving-with-a-cheerful-heart.


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What is a writer? Someone who writes. For me, writing means to observe the world in a fresh way; it gives us encouragement when we are struggling to follow the path, and hope that we can keep pressing towards the mark. Writing gives us grace for the journey, and shines light into the darkened places of our soul.
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