God And Gambling
God And Gambling
I had the run of the town when I was
ten-years-old. Early summer mornings
would find me on the hunt for cans. Pop
and alcohol drained then fit into a sack on my handlebars. Like searching for mushrooms, in ditches and
upon roadways I’d spy the monied refuse.
At a nickel a piece, they went far to fuel my zest for candy and pinball
machines. I had can fever. My eye was always on the ready catching
redemption gold strewn about the ground.
I was addicted. I think psychology calls it irregular
rewards. In other words, I wasn’t
harvesting cans. In that case I would be
gaining with predictability. No, I was a
hunter/ gatherer with every trashcan lid I lifted. Never knowing what stash I would stumble across
enticed my curiosity to keep seeking. I
was gambling weighing effort expended versus payoff.
I had an unhealthy preoccupation which drove my bicycle onto dangerous
highways. Furthermore, I continually
handled soiled cans with the threat of infectious disease.
My focus became the find. Dopamine dropped when beholding shiny metal from
afar. Excitement drove my pedals quickly
to the drop. Laying my bike in the weeds,
I would leap down the ditch in fervor digging under grass for the prize. I was a scavenger.
Marsha, my mother, taught me to scan the
ground for special rocks and Indian artifacts. She trained my eye to spy the unique ones
amongst many. It was different with
her. Our expeditions into barren fields
were fun. We shared in discoveries. Never did we brave the highway in a risk to possess
a special stone.
Can hunting perverted my spotting
skill. Gambling brought the disease and
made it a solitary sport. Bringing the
cycle full circle meant sweets to my tongue and an afternoon at the
arcade. Both expenditures were less than
honorable. They led to hording and
loitering.
Gambling with its irregular rewards
reduces us. Fishing and hunting require
skill and are an end to themselves. In other
words, we do not engage in these sports to further other desires via
money. When money is introduced,
seduction brings us to the marketplace of wants.
Matthew 6:21 “For where your treasure is,
there will your heart be also.”
If our treasure is constantly shifting in
view of payback, we should not expect our desires to streamline.
James 4:1 “Where
do [a]wars and fights come from among you? Do they not come from your desires for pleasure that war in your members? “
Furthermore,
1 Timothy 6:10 “For the love of money is a root
of all kinds of evil, for which some have strayed from the
faith in their greediness, and pierced themselves through with many sorrows.”
(NKJV)
In the end, our gambling dance leads to
greed. But the Lord’s command stands,
Luke 6:35 “But love your enemies, do good, and lend, [h]hoping for nothing in return;
and your reward will be great, and you will be sons of the Most High. For He is kind to the unthankful and
evil.” (NKJV)
Our relationship
with money greatly tells who we are. Are
not our resources His? Continual
investment over a span of time is wisdom.
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