Lawson writes . . . sharing thoughts and memories

July 15, 2010

Fun to be Rich!

Filed under: Uncategorized — lawsonjolly @ 5:00 am

Most of us have remarked, “It would be fun to be rich!”  We speculate all we would do if we were rich.  We think of all the fun we would have whether it is helping others or just being carefree. I can tell you it is fun to be rich!  I know!  I am rich!  Let me tell you about my family.

My maternal grandparents were blessed financially.  They owned the bank and the lumber yard.  They built one of the finest homes in town at the top of the hill overlooking the village.  My mother’s older siblings were afforded the privilege of college, and life was good for everyone.

My paternal grandparents were likewise blessed.  They owned masses of land around the town.  My grandfather, as a successful businessman, built a fine home with terraced gardens and brick walkways.  There was even a tennis court and employed household help.  My father was given a Ford Roadster as an older teenager and allowed to travel often to Florida.

By my standards, I would call them rich!  But things changed drastically for all of them.  The bank collapsed and the lumber yard burned with no insurance coverage.  My grandfather had to seek employment.  He would die in a few short years after this, and my mother would have no college future.  My grandmother was able to keep the home, but had to seek to support herself. (Read about her: True Grit, www.lawsonjolly.com/2010/03/22)

My other grandparents had to sell much of the land and change their level of living.  Only the home place and the business would remain.  It did not dampen the spirit of my grandmother, however, and she continued her civic involvement as a leader in the community.  (Read about her: Feisty Lady, www.lawsonjolly.com/2010/03/23)

My mother and father found themselves struggling financially when they married.  My mother had to work, which was uncommon for women in those years.  They lived with my maternal grandmother, both to afford an apartment and to aid with income for my grandmother.

Now, they were rich.  But it all disappeared.  Yet, I said I was rich!  Well, could have been; might have been; even might say, should have been.  But there was no inheritance.  There was no family wealth passed down.  But I am still rich!  And just possibly, I might have missed today’s riches if I had received the family wealth.

So, what about my wealth today?  I became extremely wealthy a few years after my parents were married. As a young boy, I was adopted into another family.  I became a child of God through my faith in His Son, Jesus Christ.  As a child of God, I became an heir to all that He owns.  And He owns it all!

The riches I have today cannot be calculated in dollars or cents, nor in land or assets.  It is measured by the peace and quality of life I have.  Given a choice earlier in life, I might have chosen worldly wealth because of all the worldly fun I thought  I could have.  But fun?  No one has more fun than I!  My fun comes from the riches of Christ dwelling in me.  Rea Miller expressed my choice:

“I’d rather have Jesus than silver or gold;
I’d rather be His than have riches untold;
I’d rather have Jesus than houses or lands.
I’d rather be led by His nail-pierced hand.

Than to be the king of a vast domain
Or be held in sin’s dread sway.
I’d rather have Jesus than anything
This world affords today.”   

Yes, I am rich.  I have an abundance of wealth.  And it can never be lost through economic depression or any other crisis.  My wealth is secure and is mine every day.  In a worldly spirit, I might think I want more, but what I have is what my Father knows I need . . . and yet He showers me with gifts every day!

Another word of testimony has been expressed for me through the pen of Harriet Buell.

“My Father is rich in houses and lands,
He holdeth the wealth of the world in His hands!
Of rubies and diamonds, of silver and gold,
His coffers are full, He has riches untold.

I once was an outcast stranger on earth,
A sinner by choice, and an alien by birth,
But I’ve been adopted, my name’s written down,
An heir to a mansion, a robe and a crown.

I’m a child of the King, A child of the King:
With Jesus my Savior, I’m a child of the King.”

You, too, can have and enjoy all this wealth.  Why not let Him adopt you!

“Command those who are rich in this present world not to be arrogant nor to put their hope in wealth, which is so uncertain, but to put their hope in God, who richly provides us with everything for our enjoyment.”  (1 Timothy 6:17)  “And my God will meet all your needs according to his glorious riches in Christ Jesus.”  (Philippians 4:19)

Lawson

Related blogs:  Stone Mountain — Part 2, www.lawsonjolly.com/2009/12/28Clarkston, GA, www.lawsonjolly.com/2010/01/04Jolly Store–Part 1, www.lawsonjolly.com/2010/01/12;  Jolly Store–Part 2, www.lawsonjolly.com/2010/01/13Coca Cola, www.lawsonjolly.com/2010/01/06

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1 Comment »

  1. Thanks for the discussion of true wealth. (I’ve often thought I’d like to be a millionaire, but the Lord is too wise to give me that much!)

    Today is the 176th anniversary of Harriet Buell’s birth, and it was the quotation of her song that caught my eye. If you enjoy reading about our hymns and their authors, I invite you to check out my daily blog on the subject, Wordwise Hymns.

    And if you’ll excuse a brief “commercial:” If you do not have a good book on the subject of our Christmas carols, I encourage you to take a look at my own, Discovering the Songs of Christmas. In it, I discuss the history and meaning of 63 carols and Christmas hymns. The book is available through Amazon, or directly from Jebaire Publishing. (Might make a great gift too!)

    Comment by rcottrill — November 2, 2010 @ 8:14 am | Reply


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