On Tuesday I posted about money, and if how much we have is a relevant concern to God. There were several salient comments, and I found myself thinking on them today. I think my mind traveled to a logical destination, however the path may be a little winding. I’ll try to explain the journey as directly as I can.
The focal point of my last post was on money and whether or not God wants us to have a little or have a lot. Honestly, I don’t believe God has a default preference on the matter. Money is inert. It’s just a thing. What makes it significant is its ability to act as a magnifying glass that emblazons the details of your character for the rest of the world to see. Because of this, money comes with an amount of responsibility. If we’re
lucky smart, we’re able to handle that responsibility. If we’re not, well… We’ve all seen VH1 “Behind the Music” enough to know that it doesn’t often go well for those people.
To combat this, throughout scripture there are numerous warnings and cautionary tales of how the love of money can easily lead to more problems than it solves. In fact, it goes a step beyond warning us and tries to convince us that our hard earned money is actually ours at all, but rather money God saw fit to let us hang on to for a while. I know, this concept raises our American hackles.
“What do you mean my money isn’t mine? What are you, some kind of democrat?”
Calm down, God is actually trying to do us a favor. How much easier would life be if money wasn’t a concern, not because it was so abundant but because of faith? What would your life look like if you believed that God would do what he said and would take care of you? (I’m talking as much to myself right now as I am to anyone else.) Yeah, I don’t know either. Fortunately, I think God is willing to meet us where we’re at on that one. We may never be rich, but God will make sure we’re taken care of. Does this mean you can quit your job and continue to live indoors? Maybe, maybe not… God also gave you a brain and the capability to provide labor or services for money. Regardless, the bottom line is that our money is really God’s money.
And he would like us to be shockingly generous with it. God asks us to give to the church, to give to our neighbors, to give to the widows and the needy. And why shouldn’t we? It’s his money, not ours. What do we care where it goes?
Alright, I’ll be honest. There’s more to this post. I thought this would be another 500-worder, but words got away from me. Instead of inflicting a massive essay upon you, I will post the second half next week. Until then, be pondering… If God calls us to give freely of our money, what about our talents? What does that mean/look like?