"Money is a terrible master but a wonderful servant."We've all served bad masters before.We've served anger and watched it steal our peace. We've served pride and found ourselves alone. We've served lust and carried the regret that followed. We've served fear and let it make our decisions for us. We know what it's like to give something power over our lives.So here's a question.Has money ever quietly taken a seat at the table?Have we ever lost sleep over it, chased it, feared losing it, or let it decide what really mattered? There's nothing wrong with money. We need it. We earn it. We use it every day. But maybe it's worth asking whether we're using money... or whether money is using us.Recovery doesn't ask us to sit around waiting for someone else to take care of us. It asks us to become self-supporting—to do the footwork, earn an honest living, and trust God with the results.Has anything besides alcohol ever quietly become your master without you realizing it?
"Money is a terrible master but a wonderful servant."
We've all served bad masters before.
We've served anger and watched it steal our peace. We've served pride and found ourselves alone. We've served lust and carried the regret that followed. We've served fear and let it make our decisions for us. We know what it's like to give something power over our lives.
So here's a question.
Has money ever quietly taken a seat at the table?
Have we ever lost sleep over it, chased it, feared losing it, or let it decide what really mattered? There's nothing wrong with money. We need it. We earn it. We use it every day. But maybe it's worth asking whether we're using money... or whether money is using us.
Recovery doesn't ask us to sit around waiting for someone else to take care of us. It asks us to become self-supporting—to do the footwork, earn an honest living, and trust God with the results.
Has anything besides alcohol ever quietly become your master without you realizing it?
