After watching the Superbowl yesterday, I came up with my top 5 reasons why I do not gamble. Enjoy...
5. I owe my mom and brother a gourmet meal after the most recent Superbowl. Let's just say that I'm very disappointed in Peyton Manning (I really thought the Colts had it this year!) So, Dad and I have to make a gourmet dinner and clean up after it, without any help from my mom or my brother.
4. It doesn't bring out the best in me. Instead of just enjoying the game, I grew very competitive and became kind of uptight during the Superbowl. It became more about winning than having fun with my family.
3. I could have lost a lot. Cooking dinner for my mom and brother isn't really so bad, but if I had bet something else (i.e. money, my firstborn, chores for the next year, or even, oh gasp, having to be my brother's slave (!), the horror!), then I could be in a lot of trouble or debt.
2. There is no "sure thing" bet. Two years ago, I bet on the Superbowl, and didn't exactly come out a happy camper. My brother and I both bet against my Grandpa (the football whiz of the family), who purposely picked the team that he thought was not going to win. My brother and I were winning our bet until the last seconds of the game, when suddenly, the underdog came back and beat us. After that, I decided that betting wasn't exactly my thing, and, based on yesterday's bet, I should have stuck to that.
1. It isn't really being a good steward of the time and treasure that God gave me. Spending God-given money, treasures, or time on gambling, doesn't exactly make Him very happy. He wants to see me use the resources that He gave me to honour Him and serve one another. (1 Peter 4:10) Throwing it away, or giving it away to other people to satisfy a debt, is not exactly being a good steward.
I'd love to stay and chat, but I've got a meal to cook!
5. I owe my mom and brother a gourmet meal after the most recent Superbowl. Let's just say that I'm very disappointed in Peyton Manning (I really thought the Colts had it this year!) So, Dad and I have to make a gourmet dinner and clean up after it, without any help from my mom or my brother.
4. It doesn't bring out the best in me. Instead of just enjoying the game, I grew very competitive and became kind of uptight during the Superbowl. It became more about winning than having fun with my family.
3. I could have lost a lot. Cooking dinner for my mom and brother isn't really so bad, but if I had bet something else (i.e. money, my firstborn, chores for the next year, or even, oh gasp, having to be my brother's slave (!), the horror!), then I could be in a lot of trouble or debt.
2. There is no "sure thing" bet. Two years ago, I bet on the Superbowl, and didn't exactly come out a happy camper. My brother and I both bet against my Grandpa (the football whiz of the family), who purposely picked the team that he thought was not going to win. My brother and I were winning our bet until the last seconds of the game, when suddenly, the underdog came back and beat us. After that, I decided that betting wasn't exactly my thing, and, based on yesterday's bet, I should have stuck to that.
1. It isn't really being a good steward of the time and treasure that God gave me. Spending God-given money, treasures, or time on gambling, doesn't exactly make Him very happy. He wants to see me use the resources that He gave me to honour Him and serve one another. (1 Peter 4:10) Throwing it away, or giving it away to other people to satisfy a debt, is not exactly being a good steward.
I'd love to stay and chat, but I've got a meal to cook!