Pass it on.

October 23, 2016 § 5 Comments

It’s like that old game, hot potato.

When luck comes your way you got to pass it on. Pass it on quick as you can.

monarch-on-milkweedNo need to worry, it always leaves a little sparkly dust on your fingers.

Like touching a butterfly, some of the glimmer  on luck’s wings is bound to rub off.

Not everyone knows it, but it’s true. You got to give it away.

Clutch luck with both hands and it goes limp, turns itself into lifeless objects: hollow houses, gems with a cold sparkle, cars that drive real fast to nowhere—things that look like happiness when you don’t have ’em, but leave the mouth dry, hunger unappeased.

And that’s because luck is a river, not some personal pond. It flows—it has to flow. Set luck in motion and it galvanizes whatever it touches.

Same goes for stuff. Doesn’t pay to horde it. Enough is all you need. Got extra? Pass it on.

The energy set loose by passing the good along can turn the turbines of a million-billion lives.

Call it luck or call it grace. Either way, God made enough to go around.

Pass it along, and it will come wagging back to you, again and again.

Even a mustard-seed faith knows that.

So do it. Open your hands. Turn it loose. Pass it on.

Note: When I write, insistent voices that are not mine talk inside my head and I humbly take notes. This voice is not mine–but the sentiment is.

Good fortune, whether material or just plain old luck, is rarely earned or deserved. When you pass it on, understand you haven’t lost what was never yours, you have set it on a journey that will bring it back to you in time, bring it back with stories of the good its done along the way.

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