It’s Only Money
“It’s only money.” I have to keep telling myself that. I preach those words to myself when I frustratingly lose money, and I preach them again when I unexpectedly gain it.
Money is just that—money. It’s not my king; it doesn’t control me (unless I let it). It’s not my source of life or joy (unless I give it that power). And it’s not as scary as I think it is (unless I choose to live in fear of it).
What kind of worth do you ascribe to money? Does it consume your thoughts, or drive your every decision? Do you fear life without it? And, when you earn it, do you fear losing it?