Never give up on your own. Difficulty is a gift, not a curse

He once been a woman who was sad in her life. He hated his slowly paying work, who was suffering from the highest work, but he is worried every night for the loss. He and his husband were crossing behind their debt and their credit card credit continued to grow. They always fight against each of their money problems. Her husband began to come home later and later all night. He blamed he to deceive him.

He was neared. In desperation, one night he fell on the knees and began praying. He continued praying for several months, and at night he begged God to correct his financial problems and to please him. Then one night, God appeared to him in his bedroom.

“I’m so sorry to see you not happy, my baby. What can I do to help?”

The woman thought a long and hard time. “Dear God, please turn my life around. I want to give up my husband and I want all my financial problems go. I want to tell my life.”

God thought about the minute, said, “I’ll give you a gift. It’s my greatest gift. This gift has the power to change your life. Do you accept my gift?”

“Yes, yes I do. I accept your gift. Please give me your big gift to change my life.”

Therefore, God bowed his head and said, “My greatest gift will be delivered to you, and my child.”

A little bit of God disappeared, and he disappeared at night.

Every year, a woman’s life was only bad. Everything fell upon him. Unpaid bills, credit card companies complemently, lost his job, a subsidized company established by the last grassy – her husband left another woman.

In his broken point, on the full paper, he began to cry uncontrollably. Amongs, he cried out the heavens, “God, is a deceiver. He is a liar. He has given me anything but many problems.”

After the tears decreased, the woman lay in her bed and tired. Sleeping there, listed them, “God has rejected me, my husband left me and no one will help me,”

He now reconciled this fact, somehow found the strength to take out of bed, get up, bathe and dress. He sat on his bed that what seemed like hours, feeding the next step. At that time, the thought entered his mind.

He entered the attic stairs and pulled his old paint brushes, and his old paint bottles put one of many empty clothes covered for many years.

Then he started painting.

Hours have had days and days turned into weeks. On one occasion, he suspended and a while he put his brushs on his way to look at his work. He found himself surrounded by a number of excellent graphics. He was surprised at his work. “I believe this is my best job,” he himself said.

At that time, one thought entered his mind. “Maybe I should try to sell some of these drawings.”

The next morning, he found himself planted on the road, near the city park, his paintings shown to all seeing all seeing.

A young couple slowly slow down to recommend one of the paintings.

“How much?” They asked. In one way, he spies the words “three hundred dollars.” The couple left the side, and looked at her bag and her bag. When they’re done, they returned after a woman.

“All we have two hundred dollars.”

“Sold,” he heard him say.

Shortly thereafter, an old man asks at another drawing.

“How much?” she asked.

“Five hundred dollars,” he heard about the address.

“OK,” some elderly man replied. And gave him money.

At the end of the woman’s day he had sold all paintings. He counted his money. $ 4,700. He didn’t believe it. He returned home, proud, enthusiastic and happy for the first time.

A few days later the woman filled many canvase and she put her back to the same place at the park. At the end of the day he counted his money. “$ 8,600! I don’t believe it”, and he sang.

Day by day, the woman continued to paint and sell his paintings. He has accumulated more than enough money to pay all his money paid, paid all his credit card debt and delivered a set of time, and he finished the constipation.

With the money he left, he decided to open his art studio. The business was up. Soon, some musicians asked him if they were able to show their drawings. Her cutting was 30%.

Several years have passed and the woman bought the building and had hired his studio inside. He now had ten employers who paid his taxes, covering the construction tax and property, leaving him a very pleasant monthly profit. The Plus Studio made me a good day.

One night, ukging in his bed, God appeared.

“I’ve been putting the most closest eye on you. I’m so happy to see that your life has completely turned and doing well now. You seem to be very happy.”

The woman looked at God for not believing.

“I have eyes? Since our last meeting, my life has lost me. Where did my husband have lost my home.

“Don’t you see my child? Give you my biggest gift,” God said with a soft, kind voice.

He stares at God by not believe, a woman drawing him and sought God, “What gift?”

“I gave you a gift of confidence, my baby. Hardships you grew and forced you to find solutions to your problems. And when you have won the problem, you were able to relax and think about you in your old time. Now you are richer, richer than you ever imagined You can ever be. You are happy and the full control of your life. That’s what I asked.

Slowly God came and then was gone. When the woman was lying on the bed that night she thought about her words, a smile that you knew started her face. Finally he understood. Difficulties there is to force us to grow, improve and learn how to solve our problems. His eyes were heavy and soon found them in deep, peaceful.