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One More Thing

We are drawing to to the end of the year and inevitably you may find yourself thinking back on this year. On some good stuff that happened to you, and some not so good stuff that happened that when you remember you start to relive that terrible mood it put you in. Or even think about somethings that you swear never happened, because you have no intention of ever remembering it. Case closed.

Maybe you hop on these social media streets and you watch on as people recount some of the ah-maa-zing things that happened to them this year and you sit down quietly not sure whether to hope one more time that something good could happen to you, or to just give up and accept that maybe some things are meant to happen, but just not happen to you.
You start to give yourself a pep talk about how not everyone is supposed to have certain things. You even find some good examples of some good people who however did not ever get some positive stuff they so wished and prayed for. Well they still are okay so you too you will be okay abi. Forgette koraa you tell yourself, can't come and kill yourself waiting day after day, month after month, year after year. For what.sigh.

You are not a bad person but you are just honestly tired of smiling one more time as your friend tells you about the raise she just got at work when you can't even get a temporal job.
You are not a hater but how many times are you supposed to like all the lovey dovey photos your friends upload of themselves and their boos or baes.
Children are a blessing and cute and all but are you supposed to like them when you've been praying for them for so long but they just refuse to come to you?

The year is going to end soon and everyone is talking about the exciting things they are believing to happen in the next year but isn't that what they always do every year end. Last year you believed that this was going to be the year you made it. Same as last two years. In fact even your Facebook memories seem to tell a story of how you've always believed every year was going to be your year. But here you are.

Let me remind you of a certain time when a group of people went through a similar phase. These were supposed to be God's people. The Almighty's people. The favorite ones,you know. The chosen ones. And a Powerful God. Just incase you start telling yourself maybe good things are not happening because you are someway so God doesn't like you much.
Well these people had been going through some moments of struggle and God sent word to Moses talking about how He was going to deliver His people with many signs and wonders.
Yeah,yeah.
Moses did the first sign, but what happened? Pharoah basically just rolled his eyes when the magicians replicated the 'wonder'. Next🙄.
Long story short most of the signs and wonders did not move Pharoah. You can imagine what was going through in the minds of so many people and that's another story for another day.
But in Exodus 11:1, God said I will do one more thing. And this will be the deal breaker.
You've had your heart broken month after month as you have watched all the promises you believed in crush to the floor. You have watched all the guys you believed were going to be the One, lead other women to the altar. In fact some of them you had to actually sit and watch them exchange vows. How many more companies are you supposed to send your curriculum vitae to? How many times are you still supposed to believe in Thus Sayeth the Lord?
God says, One more time.
What if the next attempt is the lucky break. But you will never know until you take the step in faith.
Trust God again. Gather confidence again.Step out again.Believe again.
Our lucky break is coming and the world would testify of the Miracle God has done in our lives.

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