Stained glass window in the hallway of Bergen art & craft museum
These last days have taught me lessons I should have learned long time ago.
Don't seek for, or even pray for things you aren't ready handle. I can easily understand that winning a million in the lottery can bring more harm than blessing in my life.
Proverbs 30: "7 Two things have I asked of Thee; deny me them not before I die: 8 Remove far from me falsehood and lies; give me neither poverty nor riches; feed me with mine allotted bread; 9 Lest I be full, and deny, and say: 'Who is the LORD?' Or lest I be poor, and steal, and profane the name of my God."
My wise dad used to read these lines and emphasize "give me neither poverty nor riches." I guess this is the foundation of my life, as well as my reason for I choosing a carrier and a spouse, a companion for life.
Then, sometimes, my wishes nevertheless are for more, more, more.
And I am briskly told to be satisfied with what I have got, and
to count my blessings one more time.
Psalm 139:17 " How weighty also are Thy thoughts unto me, O God! How great is the sum of them! 18 If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand; were I to come to the end of them, I would still be with Thee."