Weath and the Realization (Part 2)

in America we always hear, “You are in the top tiny percent of people with all the money in the world and everyone else is poor because you are so greedy.”

And I listened.

I tried going for cheaper clothes, gave up the luxury of yogurt to set aside money for other people, tried buying the cheaper spices, tried to buy cheaper petrol, thought about the poor people, prayed for the poor people, gave my lunch to the people on the street, have been giving money because we should give to those who ask….

So what’s happened in this week?

Until now, I never realized my true wealth.

I never realized my need to praise Him for it and to change my perspective on who I am.

I never realized the disparity between me and them.

Between me and the POOR.

Between me and the middle class of China.

I am above the middle class in China!!!

I am not an African.

I am not a Chinese.

I am not an Indian (eastern).

(And yes, these countries, my country, do have their own VERY wealthy people, but that's beside the point. That is shluffing off the conviction.)

The point of conviction:

I never realized I am different.

And now pieces of my heart are crushed and broken.

I am convicted.