Promise to Share My Blessings

I just sat up here and got frustrated and almost teary eyed because there’s a girl I want to bless because she’s pregnant and in need of clothes and I know I can’t do a lot for her.

I really want to bless her. She stands on her feet all day everyday working with me and I just want her to rest.

I’m sitting up here and I’m supposed to be writing my paper but I’m thinking about her and when or if I’ll be able to bless her. I need to bless her.

I need to.

That’s how my heart feels. But my heart feels like that everyday with everyone that I meet. If they even mention a need, I want to try to help them take care of it. I feel like that is what I am supposed to do.

In my heart, I am burdened when I can not help or help make a connection with someone who can. I know I’m not God but I want to wave a magic wand over them and fix every situation and give them what they need. Since I can’t, I just try to teach them about affirmations and affirm them and plant the seed for a vision that will delight them and hopefully help it grow.

I just want to spread love all over the place.

I feel bad because I can’t do as much as I really want to. Man, when I make my billions and break the generational curse of poverty over my life there are going to be a lot of happy people in this world.

You can trust me with it God. I promise to be a blessing.