For the Sake of 700 Million

by DanWolgemuth on September 13, 2024

“Turn my eyes from looking at worthless things;
    and give me life in your ways.” (
Psalm 119:37)

Roughly once a month I enter our household income and expenses into Microsoft Money 2006. Yes, the orphan software child of Microsoft that it abandoned in 2011. Regardless of the neglect, the package has remained loyal and functional.

This week, as I was balancing our Wells Fargo checking account, and updating our retirement savings, Psalm 119:37 flashed through my head.

How rude. How inappropriate.

While I’m looking at a personal financial report, the Holy Spirit of God has the audacity to interrupt my calculation and planning with the word “worthless”.

But like a burr that gets caught in my hiking socks, the thought and conviction hung on.

By international standards, we have abundance. In domestic terms, I would guess fairly average. But the point isn’t about the amount of accumulation, but the value I place on it.

The Psalmist, without knowing what Fidelity is holding in our account, describes this as “without value”. “Worthless”.

At times these worthless items occupy my thinking. “How much is enough?” “What did the market do today?” “Which politician will have the most positive impact on my retirement accounts in the coming years?”

So my eyes turn. My attention shifts. My pulse accelerates.

At times, both consumption and conservation can be an idol.

On Tuesday, at a HOPE International fund raising event, I was told that 700 million residents on our planet live on roughly $2 a day. Yes, another burr in my sock.

And he said, ‘I will do this: I will tear down my barns and build larger ones, and there I will store all my grain and my goods. (Luke 12:18, ESV)

Bigger barns are never the solution. Never.

Assets provide opportunity to participate tangibly in the advancement of the Kingdom of God. To leverage my least valuable asset into the most valuable outcome… transformation.

The tighter I clench my fist, the harder my heart gets, and the more my stomach churns. An open heart opens my fist, and an open fist feeds my soul.

Stewardship matters. Wisdom and prudence are to be commended. But not for the sake of stockpiling or barn-filling.

Resources are a tool… to breakup crusty ground, to reclaim what has been abandoned or lost. To bless someone without resources. Without fanfare. Without self-promotion.

Resources only become worthless, when they become the goal. When amassing more is the objective.

Perhaps Susanna Wesley said it best over 300 years ago… “Whatever weakens your reason, impairs the tenderness of your conscience, obscures your sense of God, takes off your relish for spiritual things, whatever increases the authority of the body over the mind, that thing is sin to you, however innocent it may seem in itself.”

“That thing is sin to you…”

Avoiding worthless for the sake of our King.

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Under the Stars

by DanWolgemuth on September 6, 2024

A year ago I wrote about our Labor Day family camping experience. 19 people in all. And me, the patriarch of the family, still inexperienced, but enthusiastically willing.

Fast forward to 2024. Another Labor Day. Another family outing. Another remarkable Colorado location.

This time we pitched our tents in Oh Be Joyful campground, outside of Crested Butte, Colorado. Indeed, the surroundings were breathtaking and the adventure-inviting opportunities, nearly limitless.

For roughly 48 hours we were sojourners, guests, and stewards of the glimpses and grandeur of this place. On the second night of camping, at roughly 3am, the call of nature on my 69 year-old body demanded that I take a short hike outside of our tent. Once clear from the overhanging trees, I snagged a view of the Colorado sky. I was spellbound. As if I had just had a rear-end collision with creation, I stopped in my tracks. Speechless.

As I made my way back to the tiny bubble that I called home for the weekend, I thought to myself, “I love sleeping under the stars.”

(This picture was taken in 2023, but you get a sense for what “our bubble” looked like.)

I’ve used the quaint phrase “under the stars” before, but this time, as I slid myself back into my sleeping bag, I was confronted with a humbling and stark reality. Is there ever a day that I don’t sleep “under the stars”? Somehow, the simplicity and austerity of the crisp mountain air reminds me that I am small, dependent, humble and fragile. But once I drive 210 miles back to our home in Aurora, Colorado, I’m back in charge. In that environment, I seem to believe the stars aren’t as relevant.

Is it possible that a suburban address, asphalt shingles, a paved driveway, and a comfortable mattress are sufficient to lull me into a self-reliant stupor? Is God’s power and majesty absent when I’m back in my own kitchen, cooking something other than hot dogs and smores?

In the waning moments of nighttime in Oh Be Joyful, I was confronted with the stark reality that the awesome power and splendor of God does not diminish simply when I reenter the light and sound pollution of Aurora, Colorado. God is always God. And EVERY night I sleep under His stars.

            “Where shall I go from your Spirit?

                        Or where shall I flee from your presence?

            If I ascend to heaven, you are there!

                        If I make my bed in Sheol, you are there!

            If I take the wings of the morning

                        and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,

            even there your hand shall lead me,

                        and your right hand shall hold me.” (Psalm 139:7–10, ESV)

In Crested Butte and in Aurora.

Always small. Always His.

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