I’ve lived under a bridge in the back of a pickup truck and washed myself and my clothes in the river, but I’ve never been poor.
I’ve lived in an open-sided garden shed with no indoor toilet or plumbing, sleeping on wooden planks on top of concrete blocks with a lawn chair mattress on top, but I’ve never been poor.
I’ve lived in my pickup truck, using cold water from a garden hose to wash my hair and public bathrooms for washing my face, under my arms, and my private parts, but I’ve never been poor.
To me, “poor” is a label written in a foreign language. How can one be poor when they are free? How can one be poor when flowers splash the path with beauty and stars fill the nighttime sky with wonder? How can one be poor with clothes on the back—even though not designer labels—and food in tummy—even though not preferred?
I love Irving Berlin’s musical “Annie Get your Gun.” Like the lyrics in one of the songs, no matter how “poor” I’ve ever been, I’ve always had a healthy balance on the credit side: “Got no mansion, got no yacht, still I’m happy with what I’ve got; I’ve got the sun in the morning and the moon at night. Sunshine gives me a lovely day; moonlight gives me the Milky Way.”
And even if I were to live in a concrete drainage pipe instead of a bridge—a place where the sun didn’t shine during the day and moonlight didn’t gladden at night—my future is living in Heaven with Jesus. Heaven is a place with no sin, no sorrow, no illness, no pain, no death, no parting. And once one has the gift of eternity living inside them—no one and nothing can steal it or take it away.
“The blessing of the LORD makes one rich, and He adds no sorrow with it.” Proverbs 10:22
I’m not poor. I’m blessed.
6 thoughts on “Never Poor”
Well said, Stephanie. We are children of the King, and have a mansion waiting for us in Glory. in the meantime, God says to occupy until He comes. He doesn’t specify under a bridge or in a lavish home. Just occupy. God will supply all our needs. But I’m glad you don’t have to live under a bridge anymore, or in your pickup. I’m happy that God has provided a home for you here on earth. He’s done that for me too, and I’m very grateful. God bless you.
Thank you, Sharon. I am greatly blessed and thank the Lord for that daily. God bless you also.
I love your perspective and I am very curious about what you’ve been through. Like living out of your truck. You have experienced hard times. But you were rich in Christ. He is our provider, though it may not be rich by the world’s standards. Our riches aren’t in investments and bank accounts. We are co-heirs with the King of Kings. And He owns it all.
I enjoy your writing and your view of life. Thanks Stephanie! You are a blessing.
Thank you, Megan White. You have a lovely personality and faith. And I love your blogs and really enjoyed “Joey Flynn’s Extraordinary Tale.” You are a blessing.
Such a wonderful appreciation of life, Steph! You have everything that’s rich in your heart!
Oh, my, Val. Thank you. You about made me cry. You are right, however. With the riches God has given me in my heart – I could never be poor. And YOU, sweet and lovely friend, are the same. Sisters of the heart.