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The Gambler

On a warm summer’s evenin’, on a train bound for nowhere, I met up with the gambler. We were both too tired to sleep, so we took turns a-starin’ out the window at the darkness. When boredom overtook us, he began to speak. He said, “Son, I’ve made a life out of readin’ people’s faces, knowin’ what the cards were by the way they held their eyes. So if you don’t mind my sayin’, I can see you’re out of aces. For a taste of your whiskey, I’ll give you some advice.”
So I handed him my bottle, and he drank down my last swallow. Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light. And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression.
He said, “If you’re gonna play the game, boy, you gotta learn to play it right. You’ve got to know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em, know when to walk away, know when to run. You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table. There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealin’s done. Every gambler knows that the secret to surviving is knowin’ what to throw away and knowin’ what to keep. ‘Cause every hand’s a winner and every hand’s a loser, and the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep.”
And when he finished speakin’, he turned back toward the window, crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep. And somewhere in the darkness, the gambler he broke even, and in his final words I found an ace that I could keep.

“You’ve got to know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em, know when to walk away, and know when to run. You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table. There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealin’s done.”

With each hand I’ve been dealt, I feel like I’ve been learning. There has been a lot of walking away, some running, a little bit of holding (sometimes foolishly), and a few folds. If I were to add to a masterpiece, I would tell Kenny that there’s also a time to go all in. At times, that is the hardest to recognize and the most difficult to do because while there might be so much to gain, there is also so much to lose. Thank God that the One who deals the cards is also looking over my shoulder whispering in my ear how I should play.

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One Response

  1. So the next time we play poker, please do not pray before hand:o)

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