I remember a few years back, I went to a hospital to check up on a loved one. After my visit, I noticed 7 charity boxes, located about a meter apart from one another.
I thought to myself “Yeah I want to give to those in need. But I need help too. Maybe some other time, when I’m rich, I’ll donate.” I was at that same hospital yesterday for my sister’s baby's birth, and I had a revelation. I paused beside the boxes, as if frozen in time by a divine kinetic forcefield. I looked over at the 7 boxes, and they seemed like windows of hope looking through to the eyes of despair. At the very least, hungry children were on the other end.
This time, I thought to myself “I’m grateful for everything I have. I’m so blessed and have everything I need, in abundance.” Then I proceeded to walk over to the first box and slipped in 3 dollars. My back started itching. I walk over to the next box, and also slipped in 3 dollars. Something was coming out of my back. I walk over to the third box and realize that there were wings piercing through out of my back.. By the time I reached the seventh box, I grew large majestic wings, and after donating the final 3 dollars, I used my feathery silver wings to soar over to the families I was helping in my own little way, and shower them with lots of love, light and blessings. 😇