It has been said. "Again I tell you, it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of God."
Whom for then God, shall I give my house?
How for then Lord, shall I share my lot?
What then Lord, shall I do for you?
When a man sits atop a mountain in his castle, what good is his castle if it is empty?
With a house full of riches, but empty of family, what then, is the worth of the occupant?
On earth, in the eyes of God, I believe I am a rich man. Wealth in land and goods and friends. But what good am I, if I keep it for myself?
There are rules for belief in religion. There are ways to live righteously. And there are commandments that shouldn't be broken. So many rules that keep me from making a decision that would help me share what I have, as well as help me cover the cost of living that is growing.
To live with another, and share the wealth I have been blessed with can go two ways.
Marriage or friendship. Ideally, I choose the former. But since I am not suited with a love, or a wife, I have to choose the latter. If I choose at all. But that complicates living so much more.
In my domesticated earthly life, I do not want to live with another male. I'm just not fond of that idea at all. I've spent my time as bachelor long enough. Far, far too long I feel. And the longer a man lives alone, the longer away are his chances at having a successful life in marriage.
Yet, here I am; wealthy in roof, wealthy in accommodations, wealthy in house and home, but with not the means to share it, the way God sees sharing it rightfully.
Whom for then God, shall I give my house?
How for then Lord, shall I share my lot?
What then Lord, shall I do for you?
When a man sits atop a mountain in his castle, what good is his castle if it is empty?
With a house full of riches, but empty of family, what then, is the worth of the occupant?
On earth, in the eyes of God, I believe I am a rich man. Wealth in land and goods and friends. But what good am I, if I keep it for myself?
There are rules for belief in religion. There are ways to live righteously. And there are commandments that shouldn't be broken. So many rules that keep me from making a decision that would help me share what I have, as well as help me cover the cost of living that is growing.
To live with another, and share the wealth I have been blessed with can go two ways.
Marriage or friendship. Ideally, I choose the former. But since I am not suited with a love, or a wife, I have to choose the latter. If I choose at all. But that complicates living so much more.
In my domesticated earthly life, I do not want to live with another male. I'm just not fond of that idea at all. I've spent my time as bachelor long enough. Far, far too long I feel. And the longer a man lives alone, the longer away are his chances at having a successful life in marriage.
Yet, here I am; wealthy in roof, wealthy in accommodations, wealthy in house and home, but with not the means to share it, the way God sees sharing it rightfully.
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