What Am I Worth?

….I will wilt like an autumn leaf


After many months of exhilarating work and little time to relax, I want to run away. The south, somewhere, includes a cruise, some sand, sun and life on the mild side – maybe. On a sunset cruise, the breeze filters through my hair. The salt air soothes what is left of my thoughts from this past year. The ocean swells roll as if God has taken a huge blanket and shook it. In perfect formation, you can count the seconds before they hit the boat. Finding a cold beverage and cozy spot, I plop myself down to enjoy the ride.

As the sun sets, I start to count the stars in the heavens; realizing the meaning of infinity. The seas perpetually roll the yacht from left to right. Peering into my half empty glass, I find myself asking God, what am I worth?

To avoid sea sickness, I think about my backyard – the flowers lining the handrails; the trees majestically hovering over the fence. I – a mere leaf – am a miniscule piece of a huge tree; an infamous piece of life, a speck in the desert. Where in the hell do I fit in??What Am I Worth

We are born equal and reserve the right to be whatever God plans for us. Though we are so minute, we are the most powerful creature on Earth; not in size, but in the ability to realize right from wrong; and, where the weak meets the strong….. In the strength of love and power of prayer, created and nurtured in God, He has made me, and all of us – the greenest leaf – a shining star in a turbulent sea.

The moon is high above the swells now following me. I’m steadfast to the mast – as a pillar for my life. I come to God, my maker, where all things wither in the wind; He has created me to humbly honor Him. Respectfully, I will conquer, though I will wilt like an autumn leaf; I’ll become dust in the winter. I pray God will use me for His purpose; for I am only worth the wager when the world weighs your velocity. Godspeed ……

Author: Dana Bicks LLC, Author

What you are reading on my website is the result of a miracle from God. I am not a writer, though I am a messenger. God took a very dyslexic guy from Severna Park, Maryland, who never read or wrote a thing, and told me I was going to write messages to share with others. I do not have a degree, and English was my poorest subject. Trust me, it's only through God that I write. As you read, understand that we all have the ability to receive the gifts that Christ would like us to have, gifts from God. It happened to me, it can happen to you. Let God enter your soul and rule your spirit!

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