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Sometimes You Need CHARACTER, Not Prayer



No matter how we pray, attitude has its place.
This the strong truth a lot of Christians fail to
understand.
Prayer is good, but prayer isn't the answer to
everything.
Somewhere in the scriptures, the Bible says
that before we pray, he will answer..
You know why?
Because we've exhibited attitudes that will
attract miracles..

People, sometimes pray for miracles to happen,
what you need is character, not prayer, not
speaking in tongues.
God is a spirit, and for him to bless you, he
needs to pass through a man.

If you lack good relationships with men, you'll
hardly be blessed.
God works with relationship.
You must learn to treat people with courtesy..

The Shunammite woman must have been
praying for a child all through her life.
I'm sure.
She was a prominent woman and surely she
had money but couldn't buy a child.

You know what made her have a child?
She took care of Elisha, a man of God.
She respected him,
she was hospitable,
she was
kind,
she had character!

Elisha, spoke into her womb and in a year, she
had a child.

Assuming she wasn't hospitable?
Polite, and kind?
She would've still been praying and fasting,
binding and casting demons that don't exist.

Sometimes, we are our demons. Our attitudes
are our destiny killers.
Some of you have insulted people that were
divinely orchestrated to help you..
Some of you are keeping malice with your
destiny helper..
Some of you are still suffering, not because you
lack talent but because you lack character.

Talent is attractive.
Anyone can be talented, but character is a
proof of discipline. A proof of responsibility.
Character sustains the attraction talent gives
you.

Character is virtue, and sometimes what we call FAVOUR is triggered by virtue.

Mary was a Virgin.
She had virtue!
Which attracted the favour of being the mother
of the Saviour of the world!!
In all thy getting, get character..
Respect people.

Treat strangers with courtesy..
Be kind..

Your Angel won't always come like an Angel..
Look down on nobody, anyone can change
your life.

It was the maid of Naaman, that told him where
to get healing. Naaman was a great man but
had leprosy. He must have visited the greatest
hospital in the world as of that time. Who
would've ever thought that the solution to his
problem was in the mouth of his maid?

Sometimes the solutions of our problems are
trapped in the mouths of mere people, but
many of us are not humble enough to see it.

Prayer is not all. Build relationships. God will use man.
Respect people. Get character.

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