Do Your Possessions Possess You?

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When I was young, I was wowed when I visited my cousins’ or friends’ houses and saw mountains of toys and games in their rooms. I was envious and coveted what they had. I didn’t want to leave and wished that their rooms were mine. I felt sad that I didn’t have much. But then again, I knew that I didn’t even want much actually.

When I was in my teens, I had friends who had walls full of CDs and a TV in their room and the latest playstations and laptops computer¬†etc. Again I felt envious and coveted what they had. I wanted not to leave their rooms. I felt sad that I didn’t have much. But then again, I knew that I didn’t even want much actually.

Now I am in my thirties and I realise the hoarding of material possessions are not what I intrinsically desire. Though I might like to see collections etc, I do not really want to possess them. For I’ve learnt there is no joy in possessing. I wander through malls without desiring to own any item within because the tendrils of possession have no hold on me. We who possess nothing really and nothing should possess us. All the things that God has forbidden – alcohol, drugs, vice, interest – are things with tendrils. They urge us to possess and be possessed in return.

There is a saying about marketplaces and mosques. How one leads us astray and the other guides us towards the path.

Can we pass through this world without it sinking its claws into us?

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