Money was never made to be our felicity. But how many chase her like a dog chases its own tail. May I not love money but God. May I never trust money but trust God, that glorious Beauty who gives light and life to all there is. Money in comparison is pale to His colours. May I seek Him and not her.
Goodbye money, goodbye old desire! Welcome new desire, the love of righteousness is in my chest. And how I hug this love because it makes me embrace him. Farewell old ambition. I pursue thee no more, for you made me thirst without satisfaction. Now I thist after righteousness and there is sweet satisfaction.
Money was never made to be the end of my felicity, only a helper, and not a necessary thing, for I could be without money and still be goldenly happy.