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Blinded By The Bling

The gold just poured into the kingdom like a relentless waterfall. It came as gifts from foreign kings, as well as regular shipments that were set up for trade. There was so much gold that the weapons and shields could be made of the precious metal, even everyday dishes and drinking cups. There was so much gold that it out-valued silver. But note that the silver shining in the kingdom was so plentiful it was like ordinary stones tossed about. And the bling didn't stop there, there were luxurious garments, fabrics, weapons, spices, horses, mules, ivory, apes, and peacocks! Wow, it must have been heaven to live in King Solomon's house!

But the shiny bling blinds the wisest king, as he forgets the God who gave him life, wisdom, and his throne. His heart becomes complacent and even less devoted. It happened then, it happens now. There is something so enticing about having riches and glittering stuff, that men will kill and die for it. It seems to promise power and control, and once it grips us, it tends to grab our very soul and make us greedier for more. There is always a tarnished underside of bling that's hidden by its shine, it only leads us down a dark path of slow defeat and self-destruction. It's better to keep our eyes on the One who is the Light, the Way, the Truth, and not hold fast to bling that only serves to blind us.

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