I usually don't complain a lot. When I do I get caught in some dilemma that I can’t talk my way out. You think I would learn my lesson, but I'm still in the learning curve.
After supper one night, we took our coffee into the living room to watch a little bit of the news. That is always the wrong thing to do, and you would think I would know it by this time.
Watching the news, my wife could see that I was getting a little bit agitated. I don't always get agitated, but when I do… I do.
“What has you all worked up,” my wife asked?
Finally, I broke my silence and said, “I’m rather tired of all of these crazy politicians who don’t know their right hand from their left hand, except when they stick it out for donations. I’m tired of these crazy politicians being on television! Why can’t they go to the principal’s office like I had to do so often when I was in grade school?”
When I quieted down, I heard some chuckles across the room. I looked in my wife's direction, and there she sat giggling and chuckling and having a great time of it.
“What’s so funny?”
She just looked at me and continued giggling and then finally said, "Don't you know that those crazy politicians get paid for being crazy. The crazier they are, the more money they make."
Then she broke into one of her hysterical laughters.
“Don’t you,” she said between giggles, “wish you were that crazy?”
“If you want to make money like them,” my wife continued, “you will have to be just as crazy as they are.”
That's a very good thought. Maybe I ought to look into this situation a little closer.
“That’s why you don’t have much money,” my wife explained, “you are not crazy enough!”
That was a surprise coming from my wife. I thought she knew how crazy I really was. But then I got to thinking.
Perhaps she is right after all.
“Where do you suppose they get all of their craziness?”
Again, my wife chuckled and looked at me and said, "Because they have no idea what they say from one day to the next. They live in a bubble and have lost a sense of reality in this world of ours."
Again, she was spot on about this craziness in politics.
"They don't live in the real world," my wife began to explain to me. "They live in a world of their imagination, and their imagination creates a spirit of craziness."
"So," I said to her, "if I'm going to get paid for being crazy, I gotta quit living in the real world."
“Now you got it,” she replied.
I got it, but I’m sure not going to get it. Getting paid for being crazy means that I have to live in a bubble and not the real world, I wonder if it’s really worth it?
Maybe being poor and sane is the better alternative.
How much money would be worth becoming that crazy?
I then thought of a verse in the Bible. “Whoever loves money never has enough; whoever loves wealth is never satisfied with their income. This too is meaning-less” (Ecclesiastes 5:10).
Being crazy isn’t worth all the money in the world.
[Dr. James L. Snyder is pastor of the Family of God Fellowship, Ocala, FL 34472. He lives with the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage in Silver Springs Shores. Call him at 352-216-3025 or e-mail firstname.lastname@example.org. The church web site is www.whatafellowship.com.]