Poverty & Our Point of Reference
Yesterday I dropped by The Chronicle offices to pick up my pay. Just over $400 for my two weeks work. Disappointing? A little. But I had been sick for one weekend this month and one weekend there were no stories to chase after. But, for one who had $5 and an unknown (who wants to really know?) amount in the bank, that $400 check was a fortune.
“I’m rich!” I said to myself, to my kids and to the dogs when I got home. “We’re rich!”
Mind you, I’m not complaining. Why should I complain? I’m RICH!
I’m just sayin’.
“The more alert we become to the blessing that flows into us through everything we touch, the more our own touch will bring blessing.” ~David Steindl-Rast, A Listening Heart