We all think we’re so clever.
We have a public self. That’s the person that comes out at work, at school, or at church. That’s the person we show our kids and neighbors, our spouses and our friends.
We work very hard to create that person.
And then we have a private self. That’s the real me. The inner-man who’s heart is so full of confusion, selfishness and hidden desires. I keep that self hidden from others, often even from my own probing mind.
But there’s a tattletale out there.
Everytime I open my wallet, write a check, or swipe my credit card, it’s a revelation of who I really am.
“For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also,” says Jesus. I don’t think I like that verse, because my money is … mine. I earned it. I sweated it. I should be able to spend it as I wish, right?
But the truth of the matter is that my spending habits do reflect my heart.
If I spend money on mindless pleasures, pampering myself with the delights of this world, my heart isn’t in the right place.
How about you? What do you spend money on and do you think it reflects your inner-person?
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