Remember the show Who Wants to be a Millionaire? I miss that show. For the longest time I’ve wanted to be a millionaire, I guess a lot of people do.
Yet Jesus said…
Matt 6:19 “Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. 20 But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys, and where thieves do not break in or steal; 21 for where your treasure is, there your heart will be also…24 “No one can serve two masters; for either he will hate the one and love the other, or he will be devoted to one and despise the other. You cannot serve God and wealth.
Even though I’m bad at business and have no millionaires in my family that I know of (I do have an uncle that sells cows), I thought I’d make it big. I still do, but in a different way.
You know how the Scriptures say “you cannot serve BOTH God and wealth?” Well I tried and it doesn’t work. You really have to choose one or the other and I have chosen God.
But even as I write that, I feel myself saying, “you’re giving up, you’re giving up”. I’m not giving up, what’s changed is that my priorities are in the right place.
I grew up pretty much poor even though I didn’t really notice nor did I really care. I remember getting government issued yellow wrapped cheese and living in a one-bedroom apartment but most of my friends lived the same way so it didn’t really matter.
Then I began to succeed in school, in academics, in music and thought to myself – I think I can make it big.
I remember the first time I went to a rich person’s house.
My friend Richard grew up in Naples, a very nice part of town here in the area. His house was near the bay, he drove a nice car and always wore nice shoes (I love shoes).
But what was really amazing was going to his dad’s house, it was unbelievable.
His dad was a musician and wealthy which is a pretty awesome combination for a 19 year old kid from the humble part of town. I remember seeing what seemed to me like hundreds of guitars on the wall and thinking, how do they stay up there?
Somehow in the back of my mind, I looked at my humble beginnings, at the skills God had given me and the guitars on the wall and thought, that’s what I want, I’m gonna make that my goal. I wanted to make both God and Wealth my #1, but I’ve realized that doesn’t work, you have to love one more than the other.
At times I still struggle with the idea of “being rich in Heaven not on earth”, but I’m beginning to understand that maybe storing treasures in Heaven simply means that you learn to love God so much that everything else is just icing on the cake, like guitars hanging on the wall.
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Your #GOZO! friend,