Deuteronomy 8:18:Take on Wealth, Wilderness, and the Wild Grace of God
By Roy Dawson Earth Angel Master Magical Healer
You shall remember the Lord your God,
for it is he who gives you power to get wealth,
that he may confirm his covenant that he swore to your fathers,
as it is this day. — Deuteronomy 8:18 (ESV)
I have always admired the quiet power of old things—ancient covenants, old rivers, and the sun-baked promises of men who wandered deserts. And this verse, Deuteronomy 8:18, stands like a weathered fisherman on the shore, casting truth into the wind. It doesn’t make a fuss. It doesn’t posture. It simply says: Don’t forget who gave you everything.
And isn’t that the trouble? When the catch is good, when the fields are fat with wheat, when the wine is full in the skin, we start thinking we’re gods ourselves. But that’s when a man starts to rot from the inside. Pride is quiet at first. It creeps in like heat before a storm.
Remember the Lord
There’s something brutal and necessary in the command to remember. Moses wasn’t whispering it; he was shouting it across the rocks, into the thick-headed ears of a people who had just spent 40 years eating mystery bread and still forgot who fed them. It’s easy to remember God in a storm. But when the sky clears, we think we steered the boat.
In Spain,men who prayed in the trenches. In Paris, men who forgot their prayers when the money came easy and the wine flowed. It’s the same in every age. Success makes men soft and forgetful. But God doesn’t forget. He gave the strength. He gave the rain. He gave the land.
And then he told them, Don’t forget.
The Power to Get Wealth
The verse says He gives you the power to get wealth. Not wealth itself. Power. Koach in Hebrew. Strength. Grit. That raw muscle of mind and hand to go out and bring something home. You don’t fish without line. You don’t write without ink. And you don’t earn without God giving you the tools. Even the hunger to work is a gift.
Now, I’ve seen men curse God when the money runs dry. But I’ve also seen them take the same breath to praise Him when it returns. It always comes back in some form. Maybe not as gold, but as grace. Maybe more info not as checks, but as chance. A stranger pays for your drink. A door opens. A sickness heals. That’s wealth too.
Confirming the Covenant
This wealth—the power to earn it—was never meant for yachts and applause. It’s tied to something bigger: the covenant. The old deal between website God and Abraham. I’ll bless you, and you’ll bless the world. Simple. Solid. No fluff. You’re not wealthy to flaunt it; you’re wealthy to confirm that God keeps His promises.
Wealth, check here real wealth, isn’t about stock portfolios or digital coinage. It’s about being proof that God still remembers His word. You’re breathing. You’re walking. You’ve got food and a roof. Maybe even a little extra. That’s covenant. That’s legacy. That’s divine faithfulness wearing boots and walking Deuteronomy 8:18 into your life.
Wealth Isn’t the Enemy—Forgetfulness Is
The Israelites were about to cross the river and take the land. They’d have homes they didn’t build, vineyards they didn’t plant. It would be easy to forget. And that’s the great danger in prosperity. Forgetting who gave it. Thinking you did it all. That’s when the rot sets in. That’s when a nation collapses. Not from war, but from pride.
I’ve lived long enough to know that when a man is full, he must remember hunger. When he is rich, he must remember the days he was poor. Gratitude is the antidote to arrogance. It makes a man strong. And quiet. And generous.
So What Do You Do with Deuteronomy 8:18?
You carve it into your bones.
You don’t just read it—you live it. You wake up, stretch your back, look at your house, your hands, your life, and you say, God gave me this. God gave me the power. Then you go out, work hard, love well, and give like a man who knows the source will never run dry.
You remember that you are not the river. You are the fisherman. And the river is God.
And every fish you catch is a promise fulfilled.
Closing Words
God is not stingy. He is not a miser counting coins behind clouds. He gives. And He gives power to get more. But He wants you here to remember Him when the jars are full, not just when they’re empty. That’s the mark of a real man. Not just survival. But remembrance.
So write this verse on your wall. Better yet, write it on your soul. And next time the paycheck clears, or a stranger blesses you, or life smiles your way—don’t say you earned it.
Say: He gave me the power.
And then, give Him the praise.