Words from Dic(tionary)
Allotment: (n) the specified amount of something allocated to a person
Sometimes it’s not that words are bad. It’s just the company they keep.
I remember when I was in school. We had a principal and a vice principal, and I discovered after a while that the job of the vice principal was to wander the halls and tell the students why certain things couldn’t be bought for the school. It was because there was no allotment in the budget.
Yes, he was there to douse all hope for improvement, blessing or pleasure.
Somewhere along the line, good news has to be brought to human beings or we become old way too soon and cranky without needing to manifest such a negative emotion.
I know there are people who make their living teaching others how to budget money. Actually, there are famous public speakers and motivational authors who travel the country, instructing in financial solvency and ways to make sure that you don’t “live beyond your means.”
It’s difficult to find fault with them, but in some ways, I still do.
Because the thing I know above all else is that coming out in the black at the end of the month can often be a reflection on your mood. The amount of pain, struggle, scrimping and self-righteous hoarding often done to achieve a balanced budget is certainly admirable, but not very pleasurable.
Sometimes you have to step out of the “allotment” and go with the moment’s sensation of celebrating the goodness of life. I know it’s irresponsible. I know it’s the kind of thing that maybe our ancestors would have frowned upon, but I occasionally find out that there isn’t an actual allotment for anything of value, yet value is still required.
And if faith is the substance of things hoped for and the evidence of things not seen, then to believe that we cannot launch out in faith without peering at it in our wallets may be against the whole concept in the first place.
Sometimes what we need, require and dream is more important than making all the aspects of our lives add up.
- I know it’s risky.
- I know I’ve been foolish and ended up looking fool-hardy.
But life is more than allotments. It’s reaching the last breath of your time on the planet … and smiling because you did it well.