Tell Me GOD.

Now GOD has bathed you with milk and oiled you with honey but just a speck of vinegar taste in your wine you lament with spoilt, “Tell me, GOD”. You call upon GOD to remove the pain not heal it and to respond to your responsibilities without your response nor accountability; then when GOD acts according to his ordinances not your ‘principles’ with humble bitterness you echo, “Tell me GOD” Has the following sentence ever communicated sense to you, “Tell me, GOD, GOD tell me, me tell GOD to tell me.” Realize how there is more of GOD in your communication to GOD than GOD himself.” The inkling doubt begins to harvest a foundation for worry you fearfully scare, “Tell me, GOD.”


You are now demanding requests from GOD than praying. Asking GOD to tell you. “Tell me, GOD.”, you silently echo with an entitlement manifesting to pride. Just a little disappointment and a minor mishap that is lesser than a mistake then you respectively futile, “Tell me, GOD.” Where is the deep reverence for GOD you used to have before you possessed and bestowed upon yourself honor? Now GOD has bathed you with milk and oiled you with honey but just a speck of vinegar taste in your wine you lament with spoilt, “Tell me, GOD”. You endured not because of your might nor determination but by the strength of GOD’s grace, now when you are faced with a force with the dominance to discomfort your peace you quake, “Tell me GOD” Where did, “Can I ask you Holy Highness devour to?” You want GOD to tell you by you bellowing, “Tell me GOD”, why not weeping, “GOD tell me.” You have now put yourself and the subject before the one who is above you and your subject whom should be put first then honored in deep reverence.


If you were not in the vector the Lord GOD had positioned you in, would you angle, “Tell me, GOD”? Now you see situations differently from a comfortable apex where you now desire to flee the responsibilities and the pain that come with the comfort; hence you call upon GOD to remove the pain and not heal it and to respond to your responsibilities without your response then when GOD acts according to his ordinances not your principles with humble bitterness you echo, “Tell me, GOD.” Who is the servant and whose to be served? For now, you serve in a higher glory and you want to transfer that higher glory to yourself so that GOD can become a respecter of where you stand than honor what you do despite where you are positioned?


Where is your faith now? What is your faith now? Your faith can no longer vision through the situation to envision a revelation for your revelation manifested to the current situation and you can no longer see beyond the situation to have a progressive revelation. Then you hold GOD accountable for it through the verdict, “Tell me, GOD”. Whose tragedy is it that you have no faith and dim revelation, “GOD’s tragedy or yours.” Has the following sentence ever communicated sense to you, “Tell me, GOD, GOD tell me, me tell GOD to tell me.” Realize how there is more of GOD in your communication to GOD than GOD himself? Therefore, how can you expect communication from GOD when you are echoing to GOD than praying to him? When you talk to GOD you do not pray you to instruct, convulsively your roar, “Tell me, GOD.”


A test and a challenge from GOD to strengthen your faith in Him not to hope in what your faith in GOD manifested leads you to have convulsions. Convulsions that dismally chirp, “Tell me GOD….. what I have do you want to curse me by disposing it from me and disowning me from you?” As if the relationship or link between you and GOD is that which GOD has blessed you with, it is what GOD has blessed you with not given you to have possession over. Even before you possessed that possession GOD blessed you and even after the dispossession of that possession GOD will still bless you and will continue to. The inkling of doubt begins to harvest a foundation for worry you fearfully scare, “Tell me, GOD.”

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  1. Amen, this helped me realize how I sometimes speak to God😢

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