At 43 years old my life is not at all as I expected. In high school I was certain that my future would be fruitful. Shortly after I graduated I thought I would be a “successful rich business woman.” I imagined myself living in a mansion, driving a sports car and wealthy. What a dream- My life today consists of less than a fixed income, which is difficult. But despite my financial hardship, I am rich. Fifteen years ago I endured an illness that caused me to question my own self-worth, self-efficacy and self-esteem. After my diagnosis I felt hopeless and unnecessary. I did not want to live; I was extremely doubtful and anxious. For four years straight I worried about my condition. Although I was diffident I prayed with a minuscule sense of belief that my health would improve. I was doing my best to hold on to my faith. One more year passed. I could no longer fret and worry anymore. I let my fears and doubts go – I released. Thanks to God's grace my dark world transitioned into brightness. In the instance that my spirit was healed I chose to capture the moment like a framed photograph. I then dismissed my pain and dried my tears; even though I discovered that my illness would be for a lifetime, I had still overcome it. By regaining my health God showed me how magnanimous and golden life is. I thought back to how I wished for the longest for my life to be full of material wealth, and decided that I no longer need to be rich. After all, my health is my empowerment. Because of my health I can enjoy life and appreciate it. It is more worthy that material value. There is no price tag that goes with it – it is that precious.
My healing of my sickness and good health have brought me into a world of prosperity. I am grateful to be alive and “rich.”