It's in God's Hands

It's in God's Hands

“And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.”
-‭‭2 Corinthians‬ ‭12:9‬ ‭KJV‬‬

February 1, 2022

Last I updated you guys I had gotten cleared for surgery. Thank the Lord because that gave me the green light to put in job applications for physical jobs. I was putting in nearly 10 applications a day, praying for a way out of my current living situation. I thought I was guaranteed a job at the Family Dollar across the street that would’ve been convenient but I guess my proactive and professional behavior drove off the employer that I never heard from the manager again; waiting on an update on my application.

Days had passed and I had all types of interviews lined up; some of them I couldn’t make it to or there was a technical difficulty. All I kept telling myself God had something better for me. Then I saw a Tweet I shared with a good friend of my mine that said that settling for less was a SIN.

And he that doubteth is damned if he eat, because he eateth not of faith: for whatsoever is not of faith is sin.
-Romans 14:23KJV

I began saturating my time with more prayer then because I needed to know which direction to go in. I finally got a call from a recruiter after just placing the application the following day after putting my submission in. To God be the Glory! It was a full-time teller position with the pay I needed. I promise y’all I was praying like 20 times saying “God please give me this chance, I need this job! You showed me how to budget, I already have past experience, God bless me PUH-LEEAASSSSEEEE!!!” I was really begging the man above for this job.

I prayed over the interview and over myself. I was nervous (I haven’t sat in an face-to-face interview since June 2021). Crazy as crazy as my faith was, God’s favor was covering me. I didn’t even need my freshly printed resume, I didn’t even need to speak for long. I answered the one question the interviewer asked with all honesty and immediately my interview was over. Every time I tried to leave the interviewers office we wind up spending more time talking as if I was her daughter and she was my mother.

A few hours later, I got a call from the recruiter, ecstatic to tell me I got the job! They were so wowed by the interviewer’s call that they asked what I said that made her automatically say “YES!”. I told them I was only honest and transparent. (I mean are you not supposed to be?). As I continued my phone call sitting on the bench with my children, a boy no older than 10, approaches me to ask me a question that I could not hear since I was drowning him out with the recruiter.

The question was disgusting to the point it had my blood boiling. The boy repeats the question at least 8 more times louder and louder as I am quickly agreeing to the recruiters questions over the phone. I finally hung up approaching the boy with his group of middle school and high school posse, asking would he ask that same question to his mother, aunt, or grandmother! I was upset, scared that I already lost my brand new job because of stupidity.

The situation escalated to the point the boys and I began exchanging “ratchet” threats as I was getting the police on the phone. I had no thoughts of God at that moment neither the safety of my children. I was growing more upset with myself that I let myself get out of character. The police arrived and found it even more amusing than the hoodlums who caused havoc at the public park. 

I took my kids home spiritually and mentally hurt. Did I not handle the situation correctly at first ignoring the child’s explicit interrogation? Was I supposed to hang up on the recruiter as the enemy was proceeding to get louder with the same horrendous question? All of these things I thought about; even in my soul I knew that God was disappointed.

However, God’s grace and love was sufficient that I was able to step right back into His throne room desiring to be made over and to break me from the chains of my past. God’s grace was the exact cure I needed for my blues and frustration. Was I back to my spiritual self again the next day? No, not 100% but I was close.

And that’s when God sealed the deal with me that He wasn’t upset with the nonsense that had happened. God made it known to me that I couldn’t underestimate the enemy and it’s plans to steal the blessings God had given me. I received an email to meet with the Generalist of Human Resources. I continued in thanksgiving and strength, thanking God for His grace and confirmation.

The next day, I went to the park with my kids and those same knuckle-head boys were out there. But I had already prayed before heading out there and they didn’t bother me and my kids not one bit.

Here I am just waiting on the Generalist as I write this blog. 😅

But here are a few things that I want you to take away from this post today:

  • Don’t give room for the enemy to steal your blessings.
  • Seal the “deal” aka your blessings with God immediately, protecting everything God has given you, with prayer and thanksgiving.
  • God’s grace is sufficient for His children even when they don’t have any intentions to mess up or make mistakes.
  • Trust God that what He has for you and what He said is for you… is YOURS!
  • NEVER settle for the bare minimum; bare minimum thoughts, bare minimum actions, nor bare minimum you! 

Thrive for greatness with God always! I love you all! Stay tuned next Tuesday for my “Thoughts of Peace”! God bless you!

*Update! The recruiter’s called me right after the meeting and raised my pay to a dollar more! Hallelujah! God is really too GOOOOOODDDD to me y’all! Ok, talk to you guys next week! Stay blessed!

-Paris Battle