Tag: wealth

The Flex of Money

Different worlds play different games, but money is always the prize. What happens when the rules are flipped?

The rich play their game—show the newest car, the biggest house, the shiny watch. They act like it’s not a contest, but it always is.

The poor have their version too. One Christmas I heard beggar kids outside a 7-Eleven, laughing as they compared who got the biggest alms in a short time. I was shocked—their take easily outdid what many workers earn in a day.

And the scavengers? Their game is the trash. Who can find the most valuable thing, who can claim the best prize from what others throw away.

Different worlds, same story. Money as medal, money as crown. Rich or poor, everyone shows off—only the props change.

But here’s a better challenge: what if the rich changed their game? Not who owns the flashiest toy, but who gives the most to a cause that helps people—feeding the hungry, teaching the poor, healing the sick, saving lives. A monthly charity challenge, where the score is measured by help, not by wealth.

And about those rich posts on social media—yes, people say it’s wrong to give with a camera on, then post it for the world to see. But I say fine, go ahead. If that’s what it takes to challenge the next rich guy to give, then keep the cameras rolling. Call it “keeping up with the… Jonas Brothers? I mean, Joneses. 😁” Not perfect, but better than keeping up with the ugly comments on social media. 😁

Because if money stays at the center, life becomes poorer. But if giving takes the center, both rich and poor can finally be rich in what truly lasts.

ᴛʸᵖⁱⁿᵍ ᴏᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ʙˡᵘᵉ ᵈᵃʳᵉᵐ ᵐᵘˢⁱᶜ ᵇˡᵒᵍ

All Children Are Poor—Materially

Children may be poor in money but rich in spirit. Adults often reverse it, chasing things while losing themselves. Real wealth isn’t what you own—it’s who you are when everything else is gone.

All children are poor—materially. They don’t own money, property, or even a wallet that’s truly theirs. The food they eat, the toys they play with, the clothes they wear—all come from their parents or guardians. And yet, they don’t see themselves as poor. Their real wealth is in play, in laughter, in imagination, and in the trust that someone will always take care of them.

Being surrounded by things, however, can create an illusion of richness. A spoiled child may think he’s rich because of gadgets and branded clothes, but everything is still borrowed. And that illusion doesn’t always fade with age. Imagine a 25-year-old bum with cool, expensive stuff and a steady flow of pocket money from his parents. Outwardly, he looks rich. In reality, he isn’t—because nothing comes from him. His wealth exists only as long as someone else provides it.

That’s very different from someone who stays at home with responsibility. A housewife, for example, may not bring in a salary, but she carries real work and purpose every single day. A bum doesn’t. One sustains a household, the other only drains it.

And here’s the weight of it: being poor in money isn’t necessarily “poorness.” Sometimes it’s the very condition that helps you see life differently. With little to hold on to, you notice what truly matters. But being rich in possessions while empty inside is the heavier kind of poverty. Because when life ends, wealth ends too. What remains is a soul that once believed it was rich but never really was.

Children carry the paradox well: poor in money, yet rich in spirit. Adults often reverse the roles, chasing things while losing themselves. Real wealth isn’t what you own—it’s who you are when everything else is gone.

𝚃𝚢𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙾𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚕𝚞𝚎
𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚛.𝚌𝚘𝚖