I saw a man hoarding his treaures, building bigger barns and stuffing his safety deposit boxes and worrying over his portfolio. Disaster struck, and he lost everything because he had everything to lose. He didn’t even have three comforters.
I saw a man throwing around his money with abandon, emptying his barns and turning his portfolio over to charities. Disaster struck, and he lost nothing because he had nothing to lose. And he was received into eternal dwellings.
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