I don't know about you, but my true riches aren't in any bank.
One of them kisses me every morning and every evening -- and other times in between.
Three more sleep in the beds in my house -- and complain about my cooking sometimes.
One of them flies around the living room -- and eats my houseplants when I'm not paying attention.
Several of them live within a few blocks or miles from me; a lot of them, quite a bit further away.
One has been with me since the first day of Grade One.
Another seems to have ESP, often sending me an email just as I'm thinking I should send him one.
A couple of them take me for walks in my neighbourhood.
Others laugh with me at the lunch room at L'Arche, or walk the hallways to pay me a visit.
One of them lets me visit her on quiet Tuesday afternoons.
Another brings me a big smile and maybe even a hug when he visits the Clothing Room for new socks or underwear.
I pass the sign of peace to some of them at church on Sunday mornings.
Others help me to make beautiful music.
A lot of them are in photo albums and diaries.
A very wise man once said, "where your treasure is, there your heart will be also (Matt 6:21)."
Where are your true riches?
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Simple Moodlings \'sim-pѳl 'mϋd-ѳl-ings\ n: 1. modest meanderings of the mind about living simply and with less ecological impact; 2. "long, inefficient, happy idling, dawdling and puttering" (Brenda Ueland) of the written kind; 3. spiritual odds and ends inspired by life, scripture, and the thoughts of others
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