Why gamble?

If we are hooked on a dream of "winning big," we need to learn more of God's law of ever-present good.

Once, many years ago, a friend and I spent a day at the race track. I was delighted by the beautiful, highly trained horses, and I laughed over names like "Sewed Up" or "Finish First." I jumped up and down in excitement, rooting for the horse I'd bet on. I broke even in my betting, and I felt very sophisticated.

However, I really knew something wasn't right. I had got caught up in the racing scene, but even then I noticed the other side of the excitement and glitter: hardened faces, faces frozen with anxiety, people slaves to gambling.

Blessed prodigal
February 1, 1988

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