Happy Sunday Queens! ❤
Peace, Love, & Blessings
Today’s Spiritual Sunday is a scripture I read often. Throughout life there are people who are just out to do you no good. You may not know why, you may not understand. You don’t deserve it. It is unwarranted. But it is what is. Our basic instinct is always to react in the same fashion. You do me wrong, I’ma do you wrong. Trust me. I know these feelings ALL. TOO. WELL. But, hard as it may be. That’s not the way we should respond.
You have heard that it was said, ‘You shall love your neighbor and hate your enemy.’ But I say to you, love your enemies, bless those who curse you, do good to those who hate you, and pray for those who spitefully use you and persecute you, that you may be sons of your Father in heaven; for He makes His sun rise on the evil and on the good, and sends rain on the just and on the unjust. For if you love those who love you, what reward have you? Do not even the tax collectors do the same? And if you greet your brethren only, what do you do more than others? Do not even the tax collectors do so? Therefore you shall be perfect, just as your Father in heaven is perfect. ~Matthew 5:43-48
It’s hard. I know. This is a struggle I deal with constantly. I posted this for you AND me. Because Lord knows I need the strength!
I was 21 years old when I became pregnant with my first prince. A younger me would look back and say that was one the most difficult times of my young life so far. But a wiser more mature me will say that rough, though it was, it was still one of my greatest triumphs. I was 21. Unwed. Barely halfway through college. Still dependent on my parents. Faced with the uncertain future of single motherhood. I had become the statistic that I fought (not hard enough) against becoming. Tough, Hard, Difficult are all words to describe a time where I honestly didn’t know if I would make it. But I did. What got me through, besides my parents and my unborn son, was MY GOD. During those days of wondering, worrying, anxiously awaiting this new chapter of my life, a scripture from the Book of Matthew was my salvation. Don’t worry about your life…It was everything I needed to flourish during my storm.
“Therefore I say to you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink; nor what you will put on. Is not life more than food and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather in barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? Which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature?
“So why do you worry about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they neither toil nor spin; and yet I say to you that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like on of these. Now if God so clothes the grass of field, which today is, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will He not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?
” Therefore do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For after all these things the Gentiles seek. For your heavenly Father knows that you need all theses things. But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all theses things shall be added to you.
“Therefore, do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.
Peace, Love, & Blessings
Founder & Editor of This Brown Queen