Love of money

Somebody in our church who I know well got their facebook account hacked and the hacker sent me a message pretending to be the person I know. They said that they had been awarded $150,000 that Facebook and UPS were giving to people with disabilities. I messaged back that I was super happy for them and congratulations and all that stuff. A bit later they messaged me again and asked if I had gotten my money yet, because they had noticed my name on the list. I responded that no, I hadn’t heard anything about any award of money. They sent me a name of a lady and said “Friend” her on Facebook and then ask her if I was one of the ones that was receiving an award. I thought, “what the heck” let’s see what happens. So I did that and got a reply back that indeed I was one of the people who was given a grant or award of $150,000. I think it was because it was 1:00 am in the morning and I was half asleep that I bit the bait like a stupid fish or maybe it was because we all are wishing we would get some extra money for any crazy reason, it wouldn’t matter but it sure would be nice to have that money. I started thinking what we would do with it. I naturally would give some to the Lord and the kids could use some of it, and I could do quit a bit around the house with some extra funds. Right in the middle of my dreaming about this money I got another message from my new friend giving me instructions on how to get my money. As I read what was written I noticed a number of misspelled words and some grammar that was worse than mine and I thought Oh,oh I don’t think this is ligit. I messaged the Facebook friend who I knew well in our church and asked if they were still up and they responded, yes. I asked if they could call me. The response was that they had lost their phone, so I asked if they could phone me with their husbands phone and I knew it worked because I had talked to him on it just a couple of days ago. No more response. Oh well, I didn’t want that stinky money anyway. Boy I hope I can hook fish the next time I go fishing as easily as I was hooked, sheesh, what a sucker I am.

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