Do you own them or do they own you?

I read a phenomenal book last summer. It was called “Same kind of Different as me”. Picture this:

A wealthy art dealer has taken a homeless man out for coffee. The art dealer sets his keys down on the table. The homeless guy asks if the wealthy man owns something for every one of the keys. Wealthy man supposed he did. Homeless guy asks “Do you own them or do they own you?”

Very thought provoking question…

I had one of those days today… you know, one of those days when your stuff owns you. My Blackberry gave me a permanent error yesterday. How frustrating, so I went without a phone for a few hours until my chip could be transferred into an old phone. Today our IT guy was in the office and assisted in wiping the thing clean of all data and reloading all programs. Though I was in the office until 7pm trying to get the thing rebooted…

Talk about frustrating!

It does raise the question, do I own this wonderful piece of technology… or does it own me? I am not sure I have the answer to that… it did aid in a bad attitude for several hours.

Not sure why I let these momentary troubles get me down. They are so silly and trivial. I was reminded how much I have learned to depend on the blessings that God has given me. I don’t always see their true value, that of a blessing.

How much of my life is spent on maintenance and fixing or repairing things that are broken or have stopped working?