the genie

A secretary, a paralegal, and a partner in a big law firm are walking through a park on their way to lunch when they find an antique oil lamp.
They rub it and a Genie comes out in a puff of smoke. The Genie says, "I usually only grant three wishes, so I'll give each of you just one."


"Me first! Me first!" says the secretary. "I want to be in the Bahamas, driving a speedboat, without a care in the world." Poof! She's gone.  

"Me next! Me next!" says the paralegal. "I want to be in Hawaii, relaxing on the beach with my personal masseuse, an endless supply of pina coladas and the love of my life." Poof! He's gone. 

"You're next," the Genie says to the partner. The partner says, "I want those two back in the office right after lunch."

One of my ultimate fantasies was finding a genie in a bottle. Aladdin had my senses messed up. It didn’t help that I’d read all these jokes and stories of people who got the lamps/bottles and oh, what stupid wishes they made. They got me angry at their stupidity,how dare they waste their wishes? why wouldn’t the genie appear to people with heads on their shoulders like me? I tried to get my priority right as i lounged in fantasy world, rearranging myself and trying to figure out how to use my three wishes, but you know like humans do, when given an inch you want the whole 9 yards. Thus three wishes didn’t seem like a fair number, and I’d tell myself that the genie was mean after all, and what a stupid idea it was. Why give me just three wishes when you can give five, I mean I just saved you from an eternity of confinement.

And today as I shed off skins of fantasy bit by bit, I’ve come to realize that I’ve had my own genie all this while but I’ve been ignorant."...my people are destroyed for lack of knowledge"
Unlike the one in my fantasy, he isn’t locked in some bottle or lamp. He doesn’t limit me to three wishes, and when I wish for something stupid out of ignorance, he’s wise enough not to grant me, he processes my foolish wishes and only gives me what is best for me.

God is my genie, that is why he's called Jehovah-Jireh, my provider. All I need to do is bow my head in prayer and ask anything I want in his name and he is faithful and just to give me all my needs according to his riches in glory; I love my Genie, and I wouldn’t trade him for the world.

Phillipians 4:19 And this same God who takes care of me will supply all your needs from his glorious riches, which have been given to us in Christ Jesus.

John 16:23 Verily, verily, I say unto you, Whatsoever ye shall ask the Father in my name, he will give it you. Hitherto have ye asked nothing in my name: ask, and ye shall receive, that your joy may be full.