There are two words to describe something that I’ve decided that I need in my life.
Sugar Daddy…purely in the nonsexual form of the term, of course.
I’ve notice an ever-growing issue in my home lately. I keep getting stuff…and there’s no rich men buying it for me. In fact, I seem to be the only one contributing to this stockpile of stuff that I keep building…you know…for emergencies. Because I absolutely need these rockin’ blue/brown candle holders for my living room. And I definitely need the latest iPod. Oh, and what about that new book? Yes, I need a Wii and a Blu-Ray player and a flat screen to go along with my laptop and desktop. Oh, and then along with all the “real” books there’s my Kindle. I bought it and sold tons of books to save space. A totally logical purchase I think.
And then if you add on top of that the software that I have for my computers and the DVDs and CDs, two guitars and a djembe, and not to mention my obsession with embroidery and sewing cute things and now entering into the venture of making necklaces that look like these, then it just piles up.
I think I might have a problem.
Hence the need for a Sugar Daddy. Wouldn’t it be great to just have someone buy everything that you could ever imagine wanting? I’d start with a new house. Seriously, three bedrooms isn’t enough for one person. So obviously I need more. Right? Then I’d upgrade car that was made in at least the last decade…because that’s currently not what I’m driving right now. Oh, then a new wardrobe. Oh, and a trip to Australia…then maybe Ireland. Of course a new guitar of the Gibson or Taylor brand to top it all off.
I want stuff. I want more money to get stuff. It would just be a heck of a lot easier if I had someone to buy the stuff for me. Right?
“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?
“And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.” ~Matthew 6:25-34
There are all these things that I want, but they mean nothing. I worry about having enough when I have more than most and more importantly, more than I need. I’ve been blessed and yet I keep wanting more. I worry that I won’t be dressed right, that my hair flips out in ways that I really don’t want it to and that my I’ll be thought less of if I don’t drive a cool-enough car. My eyes are blue, but what if I could make them brighter? My hair is brown, but I like a little bit of blonde in it. And on and on and on.
People lost everything this week…and I want more.
Not only do I want more, I would really prefer that someone just give it to me so that I don’t have to work for it. Because I think they’d make me feel better. Would they make me any more or less righteous? Would stuff make me a better version of who I am or who I want to be? Will I keep wanting more and more and more?
Will I ever be satisfied with what God has blessed me with?
“But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.”
I’m not saying that if you seek righteousness, that maybe you’ll get that new Xbox you’ve been wanting or that new car or whatever. What I’m trying to say is that if we’re seeking righteousness, then those things won’t matter and only His will remains. I think I really need to get to work on this.
Pray for those whose lives were changed in any way by the tornadoes and storms this week in the South. In an instant some lost everything they had ever had. I’m sure some of the “things” that they had they will miss, but having their loved ones still around them, they’ll find, will be the only thing they need.
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