Do we do what we are designed to do, or do what will give us the most means to make a comfortable living.

I grew up in a very affluent area of Phoenix, Arizona. My parents struggled to make ends meet while those around me apparently lacked nothing. While growing up there I felt the disparity acutely, but the reality of what was provided for me and real want was enormous. I just lacked the means of understanding the difference between needs and wants. I think most of us do. I would hazard the guess in fact, that if you have access to a computer and live in the U.S. the lack of real basic needs may not really be an issue.

But I digress. I saw first hand in the homes around me where divorce was prevalent and other traumas brought on, in part, in part by largesse were daily occurrences. I saw these and understood at some fundamental level that money did not buy security or happiness.

Fast forward through life and come to a place where I recognize finally that God is God and I am not. That basic understanding of wealth in terms of goods does not automatically translate into a life of contentment comes into play. How do I teach my children, in a world that values possession and position over honoring what we are designed by God to do, to listen to their talents and ignore the siren song of wealth for wealths sake alone.

These are sons afterall. Presumably the future breadwinners in the homes where my grand children will reside. Some one told me recently that I am being unrealistic. I don't think I am. I'd rather they have hearts for God, hearts to serve him in whatever capacity they are innately designed. I think that will be a life of greater abundance than just going for the gold.