Once again…a long title to a short blog.
When speaking of finance, I have been poor and now I am somewhere in the middle class.
When I was poor I worked 40 hours per week and more for charitable or non profit causes.
I attended church 4 times per week and I studied my Bible from cover to cover.
I wanted to be a minister.
I walked everywhere that I needed to go…because I did not have a car.
At times I was laughed at and held up for scorn and ridicule by the pomposity of ignorance…since I did not have a job, for several months, or, later, a good job that paid a nice salary…as many of my peers.
I moved out of my parents house when I was 17 years old…and during the remainder of my teenage years I experienced hunger and deprivation.
I recall what it felt like to attend church where the majority of the congregation were eating plenty…and I had not eaten for the past 24 hours.
At the age of 20 I secured a job at SIU. It was a janitor’s job and I doubled my income.
During the month of October, 1978 I was hired at SIU, on the 10th, and purchased my first new automobile on the 25th, which was a day after my 21st birthday.
While I was impoverished….I worked every day…and 8 hours would have been like a vacation.
To consider those who have less than we do or who are homeless or who are hungry….as not having the moxie or determination or intelligence that we have….is a hurtful misunderstanding that springs forth from a false construct that says that those who have money are successful and those who do not…are lazy.
The next time you attend a graveside funeral eulogy…look into the hole in the earth that the person is being placed in….it is the same size as the one that you will be placed in.
Rich or poor or in the middle…we all go to the same place.
All to often we obtain financial reward that is not commiserate with our work efforts, or by luck or inheritance or by being in the right place at the right time.
If our money has come from the pain and suffering of others….shall we expect similar living conditions in heaven?
Do your really believe that God who created the majesty of the countless galaxies that populate endless space….is impressed with your bank account or that he keeps score according to your financial prowess?
When I was poor and had nothing and walked everywhere and had little or nothing to eat….I was the same person that I am now…only younger and thinner.
The idea that the poor and the immigrant fleeing from torture is the root of the problems of our country strains credulity.
Perhaps the wealth of our nation being held by the top 5% of our citizens…is more germain to the issue of financial fairness.
‘For God hath chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty;’ I Corinthians 1:27 KJV