While I disagree with the premise that material things are not blessings I whole heartedly endorse the point that being “blessed” is not defined by material status. I’ve had much and I’ve been in want, had much again and again find myself in want and I was, and am, blessed beyond measure, and yes, grateful.
*Writers note: After reading your comments, I have been moved to revise the following piece. In a post where the main point is to encourage others to be aware of how our choice of words can get in the way of conveying our true intent, I realize the irony that my choosing to refer to my lack of understanding of God’s purpose as “dumb luck” caused some folks to miss the meaning of the post itself. Silly me. While people may still disagree, I think this slightly revised version better captures my honest intent.
I was on the phone with a good friend the other day. After covering important topics, like disparaging each other’s mothers and retelling semi-factual tales from our college days, our conversation turned to the mundane.
“So, how’s work going?” he asked.
For those of you who don’t know, I make money by teaching leadership skills and…
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