God's Money, My Hands.

I am a poor college student. I don't have money to spend. And yet, I somehow still manage to spend it. I have had to learn to adjust from a lifestyle of working full time (and the paychecks that came along with it) to a more frugal lifestyle. Learning has been a bit rough, I'll be honest. Looking back at my expenses over this past few months, I was somewhat surprised at how much money I spend on myself that really isn't' essential or necessary spending. I was actually a bit convicted of how much money I can spend on myself with very little to show for it. At the same time, however, I don't want to be completely negative about my spending habits. Looking through some of the transactions, I recalled the money I spent on other people and started thinking about how that had impacted them and, perhaps, was still impacting them. I've had the mentality, ever since I was old enough to understand money, that my money is not mine at all. It's God's. And I don't just use it as a catchphrase to make me feel spiritual; I tend to live my life that way. Sometimes I'm a bit too reckless and careless with the cash-flow, but I truly and honestly believe that God will take care of me and He will provide for whatever needs I have, regardless of how much money is in my bank account. I've never been a good saver of money for this reason. Stewardship is a tricky thing. I want to justify my recklessness with money with a quick followup saying that God will take care of me despite my stupidity with money, but that's a fool's mentality. God has given me money, His money, I might emphasize, to be wise with it, be a good steward with it, and to glorify him with how I use it. I have no excuses for my rash behavior with money. At the end of the month, I have to be able to look back at the bank statement and say, "God was glorified in how I used His money in my life."