If you want to feel rich, don’t look at the gold,
Or the treasures and trinkets that hands can hold.
Count instead the gifts so true,
The love, the laughter, the skies so blue.

The warmth of a hug, a friend’s kind embrace,
The joy of a smile that time won’t erase.
The whispers of wind, the song of the sea,
The peace in your heart when your soul is set free.

The love of a child, the touch of a hand,
The faith that sustains when you don’t understand.
For wealth isn’t measured in diamonds or things,
But in moments of joy that a full heart brings.

For His Honor and Glory 
MarkWaldrop

1Ti 6:17  Command those who are rich in this present world not to be arrogant nor to put their hope in wealth, which is so uncertain, but to put their hope in God, who richly provides us with everything for our enjoyment.