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To Prosper Is More Than Money






When hearing the word prosper most, my self included,  immediately see dollar signs. 
Financial gain is always a blessing....
However there is so much more in becoming prosperous....
Much more.


There is prosperity in our health......
Prosperity in our relationships, old and new.....
When  our daddy God increases our knowledge.....
Our wisdom.....
Our joy.....
We are prosperous. 

When our faith is increased to a new level.....
When mercy and grace become the foundation of our love for others......
When forgiveness comes easy to those who hurt us....
When the peace that surpasses all understanding engulfs our hearts and souls.....
We are prosperous.

When  the manifestation of our daddy God's word comes alive in the very core of our being......
When we see others through the eyes of our Father.....
In the reaching out and lending a hand to those in need......
We are prosperous.

As Holy Spirit continues to whisper to me the words abundant and prosper.......
I encourage you to see yourself prosperous as a child of God.


To prosper is much more than money..........

Xoxoxo
Stacey



Then answered I them, and said unto them, The God of heaven, he will prosper us...
Nehemiah 2:20


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  1. Amen to all of this! I also love your word for 2014, it so easily could have been mine. I need to be more purposeful in my day to day.
    Blessings to you!!!

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  2. Thank you Alecia!!!
    Blessings to you my sweet friend :)

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