It’s funny how so many different hobbies tend to teach greed
without even trying. I heard lots of “Oh, I need that!” We teach little ones
the difference between needs and wants but fail to learn that same concept. I’ve
had this disease with a variety of my interests. I need those stamps and ink
pads. It could be severely detrimental to my health if I don’t obtain enough.
I’ve been downright drooling over a variety of meditation supplies. Get this –
I HAD to order a zafu and zabutten.
Bob also gets such an affliction. I gave him a scroll saw
for Christmas and oh my gosh, he now NEEDS every woodworking item that has even
been conceived in the last 92 years. His one saltwater tank managed to blossom
to five tanks with dreams of that increasing soon. His closest friends are still waiting for him to open up his own tackle shop in order for us to be able to squeeze through our basement.
I’m sure we’re not the only ones to succumb to this
condition. My time on disability has increased this severe urge since I am
spending even more time at home. However, my checkbook reminds me that I need
to more closely examine my purchases. If I would like to maintain simple things like keeping a roof over my head and food in the refrig, I better watch out for this whole greed thing. I need to keep my addictions in check so I can continue to brag that life is good.
God Uses My Chronic Pain to Prove that Life is Good:
- Being on disability makes me reexamine my priorities when
using that plastic, rectangular credit card.
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