Money

St. Paul writes to his padawan / bishop in training St. Timothy that "the love of money is a root of all kinds of evil". Today I had to listen to parents argue about money. I realized as well today that I hate money. People at Capernwray were so taken aback when I told them my dad owned a plane and that we were rich that they thought I was lying. Probably because I don't spend much money, and I've never viewed money as mine, since my parents can take it whenever they want with no questions asked.

So basically I realized again that the monastic life is strangely and in some ways even more appealing. I truly hope that God will strike me dead before I have to argue with someone I love about money. I have to leave for work in ten minutes to earn money. I don't care about my money, it will all go to school, which will lead to nothing, it's so meaningless and traps so many people. In my principles - not my everyday life example - I believe it is better to be homeless. I believe the bible says 'blessed are the poor', that's a very old Christian virtue which has been lost by the Sodom and Gommorah in which we live (remember the sin of Sodom was neglected for the poor according to Ezekiel).

I saw "Into the Wild" the other day, I'd read the book years ago. I always liked when he burned all the money he had. I've wanted to do that. It is the ultimate sign of faith I think, and of worldly renounciation. The Government controls so much, and in our idolization (if not worship) of money, I wonder if the greatest incidences of Caesaro-Papism are not left in the pages of the East-West schism but are in our Post-Modern world.

God help us all from this root of money which so easily ensnares the world.