The Bushel - A Personal Psalm

God you have Given me much!

I am rich! Yet my prosperity is not on paper. I'm wealthy but only in gifting, faith, and love.

If only i were a hero, yet my sacrifices are spiritual and unseen!

My faith is abounding yet only still a seed underground not having shown any green.

Who sees this real me?
Who acknowledges my strengths?

Who is witness to my true heart? And no advocate to my flaws.

Who recognizes me & values my Gifts?

Lord if you stand behind me then uncover me.

My strength is in secret, while my weaknesses are in the open for all to see!

My Child...
The world can only see you in your humble place, and the proud will not even recognize you in honor.

But I uncover hidden Glory,
and I reveal beauty in the secret places.

And I release the gifting in the hands, and I am he who unloosens the tongue!

I unlock the power in a word,
and only I can interpret the true wisdom in a proverb.

All of mine will be seen and come to be known when Christ has risen upon them.

This is my gift to the church and it shall not remain hidden.
You will come forth and your seed will bud, and your glory will be seen in the light of day.

Your faith will cash in, and gifts will be multiplied. and my love will be known as you have known my love.

Mat.5.13-15.KJV
Ye are the salt of the earth: but if the salt have lost his savour, wherewith shall it be salted? it is thenceforth good for nothing, but to be cast out, and to be trodden under foot of men. Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on an hill cannot be hid. Neither do men light a candle, and put it under a bushel, but on a candlestick; and it giveth light unto all that are in the house.

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