There was a big Super Powerball lottery draw last month. Two people split half a billion dollars. I was not one of them. If I had been a winner I might have bought The Brazil Times just to give a raise to Jason, Rana, and maybe (just maybe) to John. But, I didn't win.
It might have helped to have actually bought at least one ticket, but I doubt it. Seems like a whole lot of folks bought tickets and they didn't win either.
I do get four-six e-mails every day from Publisher's Clearing House giving me chances to win a mere $10 million. It's an honest contest, somebody does win, and it cost nothing to enter. It does interfere with my Solitaire playing, but I go ahead and faithfully enter every one.
According to my e-mails the last big PCH winner was announced on Nov. 30. Still looking for that guy with the balloons
Then there are those other e-mails announcing I have won some unbelievable amount of money in "contest" I had not and would not enter. If these had not been sent already to my junk box, I make sure they are in the future.
I do not have any detailed research figures, but heard something on TV once which seems a good contest winner hypothesis: Suddenly getting a large sum of unexpected riches does not change who you are, it merely reveals and expands who you are.
My first introduction to this theory was many years ago when working in the investment field. A co-worker had a neighbor "kid" who'd won a million dollars (this was back when that was still a lot of money). This young man was very suspicions of charities, relatives, and investment advisors. He knew what he wanted to spend his money on. In just a little over a year he was trying to borrow a few bucks to put gas in his SUV.
Our son Nathan has a detailed plan for establishing a foundation with some of his half of half a billion. He would provide a permanent grant to any Northview graduate to continue on to higher education. This merely reveals what his parent already knew -- Nathan is a man who values learning. Sorry Northview students, he didn't win.
Never have been sure who I am. That's why I keep writing these innocuous blogs, to find out. (If the good Lord happens to be reading this, blessing me with a large sum of cash so I may find out who I am would not be refused.)
I do know who I want to be, that person described by the apostle Paul in I Corinthians 13.1-7:
"Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I have become sounding brass or a clanging cymbal. And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, but have not love, it profits me nothing.
"Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things." (New King James Version)
If I'm ever a winner that's who I want to be.
You may be a winner! Who are you?