My former pastor, whose gone to heaven now, once told us
about a vision the Lord showed him a long time ago. He was standing in a vault,
and every wall had stacks and stacks of money jam packed on shelves from the
floor to the ceiling. He was trying to remove some of the money but it was so
packed that he could not pull any money from the shelves. It got very
frustrating because there he was, with access to as much money as he could
carry but was unable to access any of it.
Finally, the Lord instructed him to speak to the money and say, “Money, come to me.” When he did, money began to fall off the shelves at his feet and pile up. As he stood there in the vault, money continued to pile up. All his efforts to collect it was fruitless, but when he spoke to it, the money fell at his feet.
God says, "Will you please stop striving for what I will give to you? Just claim it."
To God be the glory.