A Universal Preoccupation?
As a Catholic husband, father, and minister, there is one area of my life over which I nearly constantly worry: money. I suppose that most average adults can attest to the fact that "there never seems to be enough," or that some unexpected financial obligation always interferes with the grandiose plans. After more than two years of marriage and nearly one year of fatherhood, I have gained infinitely greater respect for the tough financial decisions that adults face; and I have struggled over and over again with becoming a good steward rather than indulgin my own selfish desires.
As I continually gain new experiences in this area, I seem to be in prayer continually: asking the Provider to help stretch those last few dollars until the end of the month and for the grace to place my family's needs above my own. The Mass readings for today, as well as a short passage from the Divine Office, offered emotional and spiritual reinforcement that was much-needed.
The first chapter of the letter of St. James reminds me to view "various trials" (among which are certainly financial worries) as joyful because they bring about perseverance in faith (vv. 2-3). That same letter goes on to offer an image of withering fruitfulness: "For the sun comes up with its scorching heat and dries up the grass...and the beauty of its appearance vanishes. So will the rich person fade away in the midst of his pursuits" (v. 11). Further, the Responsorial Psalm acclaims God's bountiful blessings; the benefits of affliction; and the kind and comforting reward brought by such faithfulness to His Divine Will (vv. 68, 71, 76). Finally, one of the petitions in the midst of Evening Prayer requests that the Lord lead me into a life of "peaceful security."
Such words and phrases resonate in my mind and heart. They offer immense hope for my (and my family's) future. They offer simple, yet profound assurance that struggles are temporal; diligence is rewarded in great measure; happiness and fulfillment are found not in "gold and silver pieces" but in the "law of your [God's] mouth" (Ps. 119:72).
I pray that God will continue to pour out His abundant grace on me and my family as well as all Christian families who work diligently to honor Him by taking proper care of His gifts. May we build the City of God by becoming faithful stewards!
God bless!
As I continually gain new experiences in this area, I seem to be in prayer continually: asking the Provider to help stretch those last few dollars until the end of the month and for the grace to place my family's needs above my own. The Mass readings for today, as well as a short passage from the Divine Office, offered emotional and spiritual reinforcement that was much-needed.
The first chapter of the letter of St. James reminds me to view "various trials" (among which are certainly financial worries) as joyful because they bring about perseverance in faith (vv. 2-3). That same letter goes on to offer an image of withering fruitfulness: "For the sun comes up with its scorching heat and dries up the grass...and the beauty of its appearance vanishes. So will the rich person fade away in the midst of his pursuits" (v. 11). Further, the Responsorial Psalm acclaims God's bountiful blessings; the benefits of affliction; and the kind and comforting reward brought by such faithfulness to His Divine Will (vv. 68, 71, 76). Finally, one of the petitions in the midst of Evening Prayer requests that the Lord lead me into a life of "peaceful security."
Such words and phrases resonate in my mind and heart. They offer immense hope for my (and my family's) future. They offer simple, yet profound assurance that struggles are temporal; diligence is rewarded in great measure; happiness and fulfillment are found not in "gold and silver pieces" but in the "law of your [God's] mouth" (Ps. 119:72).
I pray that God will continue to pour out His abundant grace on me and my family as well as all Christian families who work diligently to honor Him by taking proper care of His gifts. May we build the City of God by becoming faithful stewards!
God bless!