Abundance is too much.
Amy Selwyn

Last month I learned of a very poor man with a very sick wife who had lost everything when their trailer burned to the ground. By gathering from my abundance, I was able to furnish their new public housing apartment with essentials — a mattress, chairs, a table, a set of dishes, shirts, socks, winter coats. All that stuff gave me more pleasure in giving it away than it ever did to own it.

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