I'm rollin' in the dough, now.
I started a business last year. Headwaters Wordsmithing -
"Writing for the Actor, the Singer, and the Reader"
And it is obviously a non-profit organization. So far.
I registered with the State, with the Register of Deeds, and someone-or-thing-else I can't remember.
And since I didn't make any money, I didn't file any forms.
Yeah. I know. Should've seen that comin', right?
I received a letter from the State telling me they had estimated my tax owed at over $300.
I would've loved to have owed them $100,000. That'd mean I was makin' some serious income.
But no. Their estimate and reality are a bit far apart.
I'm holding their letter in my hand, working on the 2nd cup of the Elixir for the morning.
Huh.
This letter and its demands, isn't it just like the world I live in?
Hey, the world says, You gotta try harder.
Get more things.
Keep up.
Earn more.
Get more.
Be more.
C'mon, reach deep.
Climb higher.
Go for it!
And for what?
I'm paying with my time, my life, and my relationships . . . paying taxes on nothing.
Nothing that will last.
Nothing that truly matters in eternity.
I'm doing nothing for Him, but making it look like I am.
Rationalizing that I am.
But I'm not asking Him.
Not listening closely to Him.
Following, if at all, from a distance.
Just close enough to keep Him in sight.
Not close enough to hear His heartbeat. To feel His hug.
Hear His whisper.
Another sip of the Elixir brings a verse to mind.
"Laying up treasures in Heaven".
No decay.
No theft.
And no taxes.
Wow.
Now THAT'S a tax-deferred investment, eh?