It's Already Been Stored Up

Father, what do You say? Here am I... listening.  Waiting to record your words...
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It is not believed that I store up the wealth of the wicked for the righteous. You all sit around in paralyzation, wishing you could do this or that, which I put upon your heart to begin with.
But, then you balk. You hope that someone else will someday be able to step up to get it done.

All the while, a void of space is left in that place. It sits unoccupied, barely begun to be dreamt up, just in time to be all-too-quickly abandoned. And, why? Because of your lack of faith. You simply do not believe My words. There is so much expanse left uncolored; it's drastically more space than that which is colored in. How much of it will be left uncolored? That's My question to you?

I have given you a picture to fill in with My color and to bring to completion. But, you consistently choose to operate in unbelief. As if the task is yours to fund. If I put the idea in your heart, did I forget to calculate the cost? Did I fail to notice your limitations? I tell you I did not.

Have I not said that My ways are higher than yours? Where you are small and incapable, I am big and more than able. Why do you give one second's thought to the how? What business is that of yours? Oh, for you to believe Me, Maker of heaven and earth. Is anything too difficult for Me?

Your brain hears limitation, leading to hesitation. It is not attuned to liberation's designation. Your mind is fogged over, causing your sense of reality to be smudged into sin's warping.

Are My resources stretched to the max... like yours? If so, I must be in trouble. Who do you think gives the ideas to you? Are you coming up with them on your own? Do you dare take credit? Can you think on a grander scale than I? Forget not: I Am Lord.

Why do you run around parroting the lie, reciting "Lack!" "Lack!" Am I in lack? Have I ever been? Where have you heard this report? Is it in My Church? It ought not be. It is not I. For, I would NEVER speak such an atrocity. That is out of line with My character, not to mention being heretical.

They scream heresy about the wrong things. Yet, what do I call heresy? Does it matter?

You will never complete My heart's dreams coming through you, so long as you believe you are limited. Either I said it, or I didn't. Do you know Me to be a liar?

"The wealth of the sinner is stored up for the righteous." Prov. 13:22b

When you wonder where the money is going to come from, surely, I tell you that it is being stored up... for you. Unbeknownst to them.

To store is to keep or accumulate (something) for future use. Yes, while they are busily working harder and harder to attain all that they can. They do not even realize that they are actually doing it for you. Why? Because I have made it so. I reserve the plenty for My purposes. It is for those who will take Me up on My word. Not all will. But for those who do, ... Selah.

Let the coloring proceed.

"I will give you the treasures of darkness [the hoarded treasures] and the hidden riches of secret places, so that you may know that it is I, the Lord, the God of Israel, who calls you by by name." Isa. 45:3