I have never been driven by money nor have I ever been tempted with material possessions. When I see people who want, want , want, I feel sorry for them. They desire for things that have no real value; things that will one day rot in a landfill or junk yard. I desire for things that have lasting value-friendship, love, compassion, etc.

Evelina and I have nice things, but I could be as content living in a 500 sq ft cinder block building. The only thing I must have is reliable transportation so a 1988 Honda Accord will do just fine.

When I observe people who are enamored with “stuff” I usually find someone who is a bit empty inside. They are trying to fill a void internally with stuff externally and it will never, ever work to fill that emptiness.

It seems there’s a lot of emptiness going around.