Vote for me, I create lots of jobs (standard:humor, 901 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Jun 23 2012	Views/Reads: 2518/0	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
I have always thought about what it would be like to be wealthy. Unless I win the lottery somewhere, of which I never play, the opportunity for me to become wealthy is absolutely remote. I have a better chance of being elected President of the United Stat

I have always thought about what it would be like to be wealthy. Unless
I win the lottery somewhere, of which I never play, the opportunity for 
me to become wealthy is absolutely remote. I have a better chance of 
being elected President of the United States them to become wealthy. 

I once thought being a bank robber would be the pathway to riches and
fame. After some thought, I decided I would not make a very good bank 
robber. I hate wearing masks. Years ago, I had the opportunity to 
choose between intelligence and good looks and as anybody can see who 
has looked at me, I chose the latter. If I were a bank robber, I would 
have to hide my most valuable asset. What kind of nonsense would that 
be? 

Another avenue to riches and fame, at least in my thinking, was to
become one of those preachers on TV. Those old boys on TV must be 
wealthy; after all, all they talk about is money, money, money. 
Listening to some of them, you would think you were listening to a 
religious Donald Trump. 

A television preacher rakes in quite a bit of money but then I thought
about what's involved and I have ruled myself out. I cannot week after 
week talk about nothing but money, money, money. From my perspective, 
there is more to life than money. When you listen to most of these TV 
preachers all they can talk about is money. Specifically, sending them 
my money. 

I would feel terrible getting on television and begging people to send
me money and then promising God will bless them. I have been a 
Christian, after all, for over 50 years and I know that is not what the 
Bible says. To be a successful television preacher I would have to 
stretch the truth and at my age, I am not up for that kind of exercise. 


My thoughts then turned to politics. If only I could be elected as a
senator, governor or even president of the United States, I would be on 
my way to riches and fame. I hear these politicians on TV and all they 
do is talk, talk, talk. They talk so much my ears are thumping and they 
never get around to saying anything. I do not know any group of people 
who can talk so much for so long and say so little. I see that they 
spent money as if it is not theirs. Wait a minute! It is not theirs. In 
fact, a slice of that is my money. 

I do not want to be a bank robber, nor do I want to be a TV preacher
robbing people of money, and especially I do not want to be a 
politician who spends everybody's money but theirs. 

I was deeply thinking about this the other night and concluded none of
these areas are worth my pursuing. It looks as though I will end my 
days as poor as I started them. 

While watching TV there was some politician talking about if he was
elected he would create so many jobs for people. I nodded, almost 
asleep, when the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage startled me with a 
comment. Occasionally she does something like this and usually, I am 
never prepared for it. Such was the case here. 

"You know," she said rather gravely, "you should run for some political
office. You'd make a good politician." 

Well, this puts a different light on things. Maybe my better half has
come up with a better idea. For all the years I have known her, she has 
never been wrong, much to my chagrin at times. Maybe she is seeing 
something in me I have overlooked all these years. She actually said, 
"You'd make a good politician." 

Well the smile on my face hit the walls on both sides of the room we
were sitting in. 

It was then that I did something to ruin the whole aura of the evening.
I said something. I have been a husband long enough to realize that 
when a husband opens his mouth nothing good will ever come out of it. 

"So," I said rather arrogantly, "you think I would make a good
politician." 

So far, so good. If I only had stopped here, it would not have been so
bad. But no, I had to push the envelope further. 

"Why do you think I would make a good politician?" 

There is one thing you need to understand about my wife. She will always
tell the truth no matter whom it hurts, even if it is me. 

"All these politicians are promising they are going to create jobs. Not
one of them makes good on their promise. But you," and she paused here 
a little too dramatically for my liking, "have them all beat on this 
issue. Nobody creates more jobs around this house than you do. If you 
could take that skill to Washington DC you could put the entire country 
to work." 

Jesus said a lot about work. In one place He said, "I must work the
works of him that sent me, while it is day: the night cometh, when no 
man can work" (John 9:4 KJV). 

Some people work for riches. Some people work for recognition and honor.
Jesus worked for his Father in heaven. An example we should follow. 


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