The Parable of the Rich Fool by Rembrandt, 1627.
Hey person, I prayed and I’m still waiting for the fish.
God is being slow in answering my prayer. I figured fish would be falling from the sky by now.
What? You’re going to tell me one of Jesus’ parables about collecting too much stuff?
Fish isn’t stuff. I wouldn’t collect it, I’d eat it.
Okay, I’ll listen to the story.
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A crowd had gathered around Jesus and someone in the crowd said to Him, “Teacher, tell my brother to divide the inheritance with me.”
Jesus replied, “Man, who appointed me a judge or an arbiter between you?” Then He said to them, “Watch out! Be on your guard against all kinds of greed; a man’s life does not consist in the abundance of his possessions.”
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You tell him, Jesus!
Not me. I’m not trying to collect all kinds of possessions. I would eat the fish as soon as I got it.
I am listening.
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And Jesus told them this parable: “The ground of a certain rich man produced a good crop. He thought to himself, ‘What shall I do? I have no place to store my crops.’
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I could help him eat his crops.
Yes, I’m listening.
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Then the man said, ‘This is what I’ll do. I will tear down my barns and build bigger ones, and there I will store all my grain and my goods. And I’ll say to myself, “You have plenty of good things laid up for many years. Take life easy; eat, drink and be merry.”’
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I think I’m going to go be that man’s dog.
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But God said to him, ‘You fool! This very night your life will be demanded from you. Then who will get what you have prepared for yourself?’
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Oops! Hey person, I didn’t mean what I said. I’m the most faithfullest dog there is. I would never leave you.
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Then Jesus said, “This is how it will be with anyone who stores up things for himself but is not rich toward God.”
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That doesn’t count toys and dog treats, does it?
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englishfiftysomething
September 29, 2013 at 10:34 am
weird
Bongo
September 29, 2013 at 1:54 pm
Englishfiftysomething, that’s what everybody says about me. I guess ’cause I’m a dog I can’t help myself.
marina kanavaki
September 29, 2013 at 10:59 am
Well, I’m afraid they might count too but you don’t have to worry Bongo, you get them back tenfold! 🙂
Bongo
September 29, 2013 at 1:55 pm
Marina, ten times the toys and treats? Woo woo! I’m in heaven for sure!
rumpydog
September 29, 2013 at 12:57 pm
Thanks Bongo and person. I have to remind Jen of that one often. woo woo woo!
Bongo
September 29, 2013 at 1:57 pm
Rumpy, if our people got rid of some of their stuff we’d have lots more room to store extra toys and treats.
stanze
September 29, 2013 at 1:22 pm
If god delivers death just as fast to the man as he delivers fish to you, the man has lots of time to build barns. Just saying… in general I agree, it’s better to eat the crops.
Bongo
September 29, 2013 at 1:59 pm
Stanze, I’m still waiting for my fish. I bet that means that that man is still alive and he’s eaten all his crops and has run out of food. I guess we’ve got to go help him now.
stanze
September 29, 2013 at 2:31 pm
Okay. *packs her things and drives to Israel with a bag full of fish and bread*
Bongo
September 29, 2013 at 4:27 pm
LOL
FleaByte
September 30, 2013 at 8:18 am
Fish don’t count at all. Mama needs to read you more fish stories from the Bible. Have her tell you about Jonah.
Bongo
September 30, 2013 at 9:59 pm
FleaByte, I hear that Jonah had the biggest fish around. Maybe I should go hang out with him for awhile.
eripanwkevin
September 30, 2013 at 6:33 pm
Oops! Me and my mom sometimes store our things up….*wispers* I always hide my things somewhere…..* we don’t want to be like that man, so we have to try to be careful from now on…….
Bongo
September 30, 2013 at 10:10 pm
Kevin, just find a good place to hide your stuff and nobody will know. Well, I hope. I keep trying to keep secrets from God and He always seems to find out – and then He goes and tells my person about it.
angelswhisper2011
October 2, 2013 at 2:31 pm
I don’t store my things, Bongo, does that mean that I can sit down and wait for the fish falling out of the sky 🙂
Bongo
October 2, 2013 at 10:31 pm
Little Binky, I’m sure it will be raining fish on you soon. Just eat the fish as soon as it falls.