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Somewhere back down the road, I read: “the fear of need is a need itself.”

 If you think about this awhile, it may come into focus. It did for me sometimes I’m just about as dense as they come. I recall reading an old story about a man arriving in Heaven, and the Lord showing him a large room full of goodies-things and stuff, things of entertainment and pleasure. 

“I have saved all these things for you,” the Lord told him, just to show you that you could have been enjoying them all along on Earth were it not for your fear of need. You and your wife had such a fear of need, you split one potato at a meal, each having only half a potato. You had plenty of potatoes that you had grown yourself. Or, the nice apples you let fall on the ground because you would not pick them at their best. One time your wife found a two yolked egg and baked a pie with it when you had a bunch of nice laying hens furnishing all the eggs you ever needed. All the time you looked skinny and starving. And the oil wells on your farm brought in a nice check every month. In many respects you are like an old cow standing between a couple of bales of good hay starving to death.” 

Except for this last story I have known all of the people whom I have described. 

Steel magnet Andrew Carnegie, told of seeing a boy sitting on a park bench eating a hotdog. 

He said to the boy, “I’d give away all I own if I could eat a hotdog and it not disagree with me.” 

Then we went on to say, “not until I began giving my wealth away could I sleep well and eat anything I wanted.” 

A one-egg pie? That hardly ain't no pie at all! 

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