BUDDING- AN EXCERPT ON POTENTIAL

Your story is just like one of the many flowers in that gardeners garden. I say you're just like one of those beautiful flowers. Those pretty things always tended morning and evening. A day did not go by that this dotting gardener did not water and tend them. After his tending comes the shining of the Sun and these flowers bask in it's smiling approval. 

Wait what's with you and flowers, just you wait and see. That flower as I was saying became so grateful to the gardener and her anthem was that if not for the gardener, I would not be alive today, no I would not be this beautiful. Oh it's all because of the gardener. Hmmm! What a pity of an over rated care. That flower became so grateful and blind to the fact that, it was more than the water, more than just the sunshine, it was more than the tender hands of Mr Gardener, it was also about her. She did not remember the fact of what she had been made to be - Beautiful. She was so grateful to bud so gracefully that she was thankful to the gardener and accord him all the credits, what about her, what about you. 

Just like her you are grateful for the fact that your potential had budded somewhere. You continue to say that if not for Mr This and Mrs That I would not be here. So grateful you become of that just like the flower it becomes idolized. 

What of you in the camp of the devil, all the monies in this world coming to you now all because of what you're able to do do in that camp. You've been coached to be a good speaker and advocate for him, a good singer and dancer you've become in there, oh what wonderful book's you've written because of the devil. Please may I lift off the curtains off your face? May I? I say it was always meant to be, it had been in you always, it is you. So the devil literarily did nothing but called forth you, your potential. Nothing new. Just something you were not able or willing to know in God. By staying with him.

So this gratitude at being given your own food, made specifically for you by God is  off. So know that it was not the gardener tender hands or the enemy's camp that made that you but God has made that you. No don't get me wrong be grateful for help, thank God for growth but always remember it was meant to be. For you that didn't stay I say to you, you were meant to be that great, more great, if only you had stayed and become. So I leave this with you that that your budding had been by the hands of God in you. So you being grateful for budding at the Devil's camp is saying the wrong. He's getting praises for this you he did not create, all shades of wrong. He did not create nothing, GOD DID.