Blessed Life is a Fruit of Fulfilling God’s Purpose

For months, the Church storeroom for the teenagers gnawed at my conscience. Every time I passed it, I’d imagine the chaos inside: dusty shelves, scattered items, and forgotten treasures buried beneath piles of who-knows-what. It wasn’t just a mess; it was a battleground I wasn’t ready to face.

But surely, someone else could do it! I thought, “I’ll pay someone, and the money will be my sacrifice to God.” Problem solved. Or so I thought.

Lesson 1: God Wants Your Heart, Not Your Money

I reached out to several people in the Church, asking them to help. Every single one refused. I was offended. How dare they refuse me? I’m their leader! Subordination, I grumbled inwardly. I even considered lecturing them about serving God.

But then God reminded me that I was the one avoiding the task. Convicted, I prayed, “Lord, help me clean this storeroom.” I had two main fears: the overwhelming mess and the dust, which I was sure would awaken my sinuses and leave me sneezing for days.

Still, with God’s nudge, I decided to go.

Lesson 2: Use What You Have

When I arrived, the first obstacle greeted me: no water in the tap. A reasonable person might have called it a day, but as I stood there, my eyes caught a bucket of clean water sitting beside the tap. It was as though the Holy Spirit whispered, “Whatever you need, you already have some of it. Use what you have.”

I grabbed the bucket and got to work.

Lesson 3: Start Small and Do It Right

Determined to make progress, I attempted to carry 10 mops at once. That went as well as you’d expect—terribly. I stopped and remembered something my mother always said: “Arrange things first, then clean. Otherwise, you’ll break or lose something.”

So, I started small. One mop at a time. One pile of clutter after another.

Then I came to the mountain of window louvers. They were covered in layers of dust so thick they looked like ancient relics. The temptation to throw them out was strong, but the Holy Spirit gently nudged me, “God hates waste.”

So, I wiped them down. Each louver. One by one. It wasn’t glamorous, and it certainly wasn’t easy, but as I worked, I thought about how much money we’d almost spent on new ones. By the time I finished, I felt victorious—and grateful for the lesson.

Lesson 4: Obstacles Are No Excuse

At one point, I realized I needed a mask. But this wasn’t 2020—masks weren’t exactly easy to find anymore. I tied a scarf around my nose and kept going.

Then, the bucket of water ran out, and the tap was still dry. For a moment, I was tempted to give up. But just as I was about to stop, I heard a faint trickle. The tap! I rushed over and watched as clean water poured out.

Each time the bucket ran out, the tap would miraculously start again. It felt like God was reminding me, “Trust Me. I will provide exactly what you need, when you need it.”

Lesson 5: The Process Matters More Than the Outcome

Eventually, I finished the first room and moved to the second. The mess was even worse. My immediate thought? Let’s postpone this.

But something in me whispered, “Holy Spirit, help me.” And before I knew it, I was singing praise songs and cleaning as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

I scrubbed, sorted, wiped, and swept. By the time I finished, even the mops and buckets sparkled. The second room, which had seemed impossible, was now pristine.

Lesson 6: Trust God’s Timing

Dusty and exhausted, I needed to clean my legs before heading home. The tap refused to cooperate. I waited and waited, but no water came. Frustrated, I prayed, “Lord, I’ve done Your work. Help me now.”

Still, nothing. I looked around the room, wondering what else might need attention. That’s when the tap suddenly burst into life. I washed one foot, but as soon as I finished, the water stopped again.

I stood there, unsure whether to laugh or cry. But then it hit me: God’s provision is tied to His purpose. The tap began running again just as I shifted my focus back to the work at hand.

A Day of Lessons

That day, God taught me profound lessons through the simplest of tasks:

1. God doesn’t need your money; He wants your heart. I thought paying someone else to clean was a sacrifice, but obedience was the real offering.
2. Your purpose is not someone else’s purpose. The people I asked to help weren’t avoiding their duties—they simply weren’t called to this task. I was.
3. God hates waste. The dusty louvers became as good as new with a little effort. At one point, I faced a mountain of window louvers. They were covered in layers of dust so thick they looked like relics from a forgotten era. The easiest thing would have been to toss them out, but the Holy Spirit whispered, “God hates waste.”. Reluctantly, I grabbed a cloth and began wiping them down. One by one, I worked through the pile. It wasn’t glamorous, and it certainly wasn’t easy, but I pressed on.

As I cleaned, I realized something incredible: these louvers weren’t just junk. They were the perfect replacements for the broken and missing ones in the teens’ room. God wasn’t just teaching me to avoid waste; He was showing me how to restore what had been neglected.

4. Trust God to provide. The water always came, but only when I needed it.
5. Focus on the process, not the outcome. Cleaning those rooms wasn’t just about the result; it was about what God was teaching me along the way.

God’s Purpose Comes With Provision

As I reflected on the day, I thought about the MyBudget software I’d been praying about. For months, I’d asked God for clarity, for a sign that I was on the right path. That day, through a dusty storeroom and a stubborn tap, God answered me.

A blessed life isn’t about avoiding hard work or finding shortcuts. It’s about aligning with God’s purpose and trusting Him to provide what you need, when you need it.

So, the next time God calls you to a task that feels overwhelming, remember this: He doesn’t call the equipped—He equips the called. And when He gives you an assignment, He’ll see you through it. Dust, obstacles, and all.

As a man thinketh, so is he. Let your thoughts align with God’s purpose, and you’ll find that a blessed life isn’t the result of shortcuts—it’s the fruit of obedience.