Am I not entitled to the fruits of my labor?

I have worked very hard over the past year, and I have achieved significant success, but jealous people are after the fruits of my work, judging me for not giving enough to support their goal, which is absurd because I do too much for them and they are ungrateful. The problem is that people do not see that, they do not remember what has been done to take them where they are, and they do not care about learning.

A Chinese proverb says, “If you want fish you must provide food. If you want fish you have to give money ”. If you can be rich, it is because you work hard, not because people will give you what you want. That's another way to look at your situation; if you have to work hard for money, you have to work hard because you want it; it's not as if someone is going to deliver it to you. No one did that to me, I work hard, skip meals and sleepless precious nights, work day and night to get to where I am now. I believe I have every right to eat the fruit of my labor.

Some people think that just because you work for them or work with them in the same organization, it means that you are limited to live at the level of the monthly salary they pay you, so anything you do that seems beyond your income is questionable. I work for an organization where I earn $25 a month, and that money is not even enough to care for the place where I work. It was not the money I chose to do this work, it was the honor of being called by God for my life, and I love to serve God with all my heart and soul.

But I have a family to support, so I need to find ways to meet my needs and take care of my family. I was involved in the sales business, and I was making some success, enough to cause jealousy among my colleagues. No one remembers how I started in the beginning, how I went from house to house and office and office looking for who would buy my goods. They called me names at first, but I didn't care, but when my efforts started to pay off, and the business started to made me money, all eyes were now on me, I had to give them a report on how I got to where I was.

I bought a plot of land with the money my business had acquired, and I began to plan to build my own house, and they became envious. They said the place I worked at that time was much favorable to me, if they had been there they would have gained the same. They pressured the leader of my organization and I was transferred to a new station. It's been a year now since I was transferred to my new station and I have to start all over again from the beginning.

There is one thing I know and firmly believe in my heart, whoever God blesses no one can curse, and again, the rain will never hurt the rock, it only helps to wash away the germs and dirt in its body.

As always, being a hard worker, and believing in God to make a way when it seems there is none, I did not give up but accepted the change with all my heart and looked for other ways to earn a living. This is where my writing journey began a year and two months ago.

I’m a person who doesn’t like to settle being the least, I like to take on challenges. Once I have decided to do it, nothing can stop me from getting the results I want. There were sleepless nights, many days of skipping meals, books and journals were devoured to enhance my writing skills. I spent more time reading and improved my writing skills. I took my time to explore and follow closely with those I saw doing well on this platform. I wanted to be in their class, this desire took more sacrifice to know what makes any piece of writing different from most others. And I got it right.

Yes, I got it right, and my efforts started to pay off after about a year of shooting and missing. Big eyes have seen the efforts I have put in my writing and from then on the reward began to flow.

It is sad to know that in today's world, you cannot tell people your story of success without increasing the number of your enemies. Am I not entitled to the fruit of my labor? Is it the world that should tell me how to spend my money and what I should spend it on?

I bought a car from my BCH that I made from my writing job earlier last month. A car is something you can't hide from anyone, so I would like to inform the head of the organization and the colleagues of my success, instead of congratulations, I was attacked on all fronts. There is a reason, why should I buy a car when the organization has not to pay the rent for my station. I was judged not to be sacrificial, that I should have paid the rent if I had the money. But this is not my responsibility, it is the duty of the organization to pay for the accommodation of its ministers.

According to my work ethic, I was judged as a bad person. I have learned one or two lessons from all of this experience, and I will never again talk about my progress with them. I am entitled to my fruit of labor.

This is my submission for the weekly prompt by @JonicaBradley