I Robbed God

I was once a thief, never done for Stealing guns, or knives. Money, laundering offences, or Somebody’s wife. I robbed God of tithes that I must pay; I was alive but a dead man Walking, not at my fullest potential in anyway. Oh yes! I had God’s blessings and favour alright, But limited to what I could have done without effort Or fight. I withheld what’s not mine, for a period of time, Now I got the revelation (Mal 3:8-10) that it’s really not fine. If you leave a comment it’s entirely up to you, free speech Make all your opinions known. But that’s under the law It has no trace, and I say if that was the law what should I be doing by grace. I’ve made up my mind to do things God’s way, due respect To the opinions you’ve given today. That won’t change a thing God’s ways are best. I’ll go with my inner prompting and block Out negative reasoning and the rest. I’ll give the first fruit not as a law but by faith, and watch the Windows of heaven open before it’s too late. God promise To disperse the financial curse, and restore what the devil stole. When I obey biblical principles, I’ll sure receive a hundred fold. First fruits offered by Abel a more excellent sacrifice than Cain. The same applies to me whilst done in Jesus name; God’s intentions Are pure laid out that I would gain? His principle of the kingdom Are here to stay, I’ll embrace the fact and do it anyway.