Living on the edge of a twirling globe as it spurted precious gem stones, fancy cars, lavish homes and monetary overflow. This span of earthly wealth spilled into my small pond of life for exactly seven years. During those years my eyes witnessed countless friends, family members, and virtual strangers surfacing aboard unknown territory to indulge their greedy appetites, like vultures swooping in for the kill. I was dancing in flowers, sipping topnotch champagne and received the VIP treatment literally at every turn. Spectators glaring from outward appearances would swear I had it made in the shade; but if they only knew the reality reflected in the mirror’s eye of my soul.
They say perception is reality, but only God, in all His omniscience, is able to discern what lies beneath the layers of still waters. To everyone else, my life was the envy of all those who sat in small places wishing they had a treasure equal to mine. However, a cloudy haze of gold plated raindrops flooded my heart and soul with unadulterated sorrow known only to self and to my Heavenly Father. Happiness does not exist on the heels of material soles, but heartache peeks through a window adorned with ill-gotten gain.
Stumbling through a palace of intoxicated madness, induced by poisonous drops of Satan’s juice; eradicates every ounce of moral foundation. A fury of blood erupts within my wrists by the jagged face of a fool’s knife; seeking to carve out echoes of the devil lies. An earthquake of bankruptcy shatters an empty façade of friends and family who no longer were able to mooch off the crumbs of my potted gold; so they fled back into the nightly trail of their empty lives. I had it all, material riches, booze, sex and all the other fake pleasures that ensued; one would think that relishing in such a lifestyle would be enough to make any heart sing praises of ecstasy. However, living a lie could never evolve into true happiness; at least not the type of joy which comes from experiencing genuine hope and faith.
Many years escaped as my senseless living continued to unfold, until one bright day shone its light into the broken darkness of my soul. It was as if God had literally sat me down on a rock inferior to all the superior chairs that I had once visited; as He began filling my vacant heart with His divine wisdom of what truly matters in this temporal existence. God had to sit me down in order to pull me up to heights where true riches reside; in the glorious spirit and heart of Jesus Christ. It was at this place of humility and pure love that I discovered the true meaning of peace. Christ had already paid the price for my freedom with his blood and all I had to do was to grab His open hand and live according to His commands. My life is free of all the fancy materialism that so many people cling to in this world, but my soul is filled with an intangible prosperity, deeply felt by the grace of the Holy Spirit.
At last I hear a melody that sings to my heart with the voices of a million angels, hovering over my spirit to help me appreciate the value of Godly treasures. All manner of conscious sin dissipates a little more each day, leaving behind flames of smoke from a life that no longer belongs to me. I continue to strive toward a divine fortune, promised to all who believe in the living Spirit of Jesus Christ; for there is no greater treasure than the gift of eternal life given by God Himself. I shall forever worship God, and Christ through the blessed Holy Spirit, in reverence and love for all my remaining days upon this earth.