Money is an interesting thing
It provides comfort well I guess I should say it provides the illusion of comfort.
No one can serve two masters. For you will hate one and love the other; you will be devoted to one and despise the other. You cannot serve both God and Mammon
-Matthew 6
God and Mammon both offer the same thing
peace
but the difference is one is a lie the other is the only truth.
How different they both are and how interesting it is.
It is so easy to trust in the lie. It seems so real in this world. But it is nothing it is based on an empty promise.
It is so difficult to trust in the truth. It seems so fake in this world. But it is everything, it is based on a perfect promise.
I've been living this way for over a year now and I can't stand it. When I quit my job the point was because I spent too much of my day working earning more money than I needed. But now that I work part time and I earn enough money to live I am uncomfortable. I worry about my comfort, about security.
Countless what if's enter my mind and as honorable and noble as it may appear to my friends and people who know me I still find myself serving Mammon when I really think about it.
What do I do God? It seems the solution to the problem isn't to make less money. It's a heart condition. It doesn't matter how much money we make it all depends on where our security, where our peace comes from.
Does my peace really come from You God? as soon as I think it does my flesh claws at the opportunity of a free meal or extra money. I feel my flesh flinch towards free money.
Now there is nothing wrong with friends paying for friends meals or gifts or even money. But there is something wrong with how much I enjoy it. I start to wonder about my character. Would I lie to my boss about my hours? If I seriously needed money? Would I pursue integrity above all?
Would I go to jail for something I didn't do like Joseph?
Would I risk being thrown into a furnace for You like Daniel?
Would I deny You three times before dawn?
I want to be so much more than what I am. I want to have character. I want to have integrity. I want to be this "holy" man but time and time again I find myself falling short.
I am a sinner Abba. It's what I do. I fall short. I do not deserve the scraps from the table. I am no longer worthy to be called Your son.
But that isn't the end of the story is it Jesus? Why are You so good to me?
Help me boldly serve You and You alone. And I thank You Jesus for my friends. I love them very much. I love their generosity. I pray that money would have no power over me but rather those moments of generosity, grace, and gifts could be seen as acts of love from a place of friendship. That I could have power over my flesh to kill the portion of myself that drools over money and instead sits humbly at the love washing over me from friends who care deeply about me.
Thank You again Jesus for my friends.
Most of all thank you for Your grace.
You forgive everyone
You restore everyone
You redeem everyone
All Sons & Daughters - Hear The Sound
It provides comfort well I guess I should say it provides the illusion of comfort.
No one can serve two masters. For you will hate one and love the other; you will be devoted to one and despise the other. You cannot serve both God and Mammon
-Matthew 6
God and Mammon both offer the same thing
peace
but the difference is one is a lie the other is the only truth.
How different they both are and how interesting it is.
It is so easy to trust in the lie. It seems so real in this world. But it is nothing it is based on an empty promise.
It is so difficult to trust in the truth. It seems so fake in this world. But it is everything, it is based on a perfect promise.
I've been living this way for over a year now and I can't stand it. When I quit my job the point was because I spent too much of my day working earning more money than I needed. But now that I work part time and I earn enough money to live I am uncomfortable. I worry about my comfort, about security.
Countless what if's enter my mind and as honorable and noble as it may appear to my friends and people who know me I still find myself serving Mammon when I really think about it.
What do I do God? It seems the solution to the problem isn't to make less money. It's a heart condition. It doesn't matter how much money we make it all depends on where our security, where our peace comes from.
Does my peace really come from You God? as soon as I think it does my flesh claws at the opportunity of a free meal or extra money. I feel my flesh flinch towards free money.
Now there is nothing wrong with friends paying for friends meals or gifts or even money. But there is something wrong with how much I enjoy it. I start to wonder about my character. Would I lie to my boss about my hours? If I seriously needed money? Would I pursue integrity above all?
Would I go to jail for something I didn't do like Joseph?
Would I risk being thrown into a furnace for You like Daniel?
Would I deny You three times before dawn?
I want to be so much more than what I am. I want to have character. I want to have integrity. I want to be this "holy" man but time and time again I find myself falling short.
I am a sinner Abba. It's what I do. I fall short. I do not deserve the scraps from the table. I am no longer worthy to be called Your son.
But that isn't the end of the story is it Jesus? Why are You so good to me?
Help me boldly serve You and You alone. And I thank You Jesus for my friends. I love them very much. I love their generosity. I pray that money would have no power over me but rather those moments of generosity, grace, and gifts could be seen as acts of love from a place of friendship. That I could have power over my flesh to kill the portion of myself that drools over money and instead sits humbly at the love washing over me from friends who care deeply about me.
Thank You again Jesus for my friends.
Most of all thank you for Your grace.
You forgive everyone
You restore everyone
You redeem everyone
All Sons & Daughters - Hear The Sound