But God said to him, ‘You fool! This very night your life is being demanded of you. And the things you have prepared, whose will they be?’ So it is with those who store up treasures for themselves but are not rich toward God.”
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Among the many foolish things I have done in my youth, there was one which involved hording peanut butter. Yes, peanut butter. The news of the day was ablaze with trouble with the peanut crop and an anticipated peanut butter shortage. I immediately went to the store and bought every jar of the nutty delicacy off the shelves. I kept it in a cardboard box under my bed. The Spirit of the God who sometimes is known to slap one on the upside of the head let me know that I was (a) silly (b)selfish (c)thoughtless (d)all of the above. I donated the stash of peanut butter to a local food pantry and considered myself blessed not to be the guy in Jesus' parable. Riches are best counted in the number of time we have been snatched from the abyss of our own foolishness.
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For your unrelenting patience and life lessons, Lord, we give you thanks. Amen.
Deb Grant, resilient child of God, creative tinker of paper, ink, wood, shiny things, paint and words. The human amusement of a parrot and a dog.
Writer, poet, artist, human, citizen, learner, scruffy, goof.
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