Money can never be the cause of all evil. The *love* of money is the cause of all evil. People don't have the courage to admit that they are having trouble separating the two. Money, and the *love of money* sound the same to everyone.
My mentor's business partner had cancer [her days were numbered]. She asked to see both her lawyer and accountant at her deathbed. They had a lengthy conversation. She tried to hide her pain; it wasn't worth the effort. The experience was similar to looking at a politician trying to hide their lies and fake promises.
During her final moments, she asked the accountant to hold her right hand while the lawyer gripped what was left. She stared at the lawyer grasping her left hand and muttered, "I didn't expect to die like Christ Jesus, between two thieves!"
After she was laid to rest, her children asked, "How much did she leave behind?"
"Everything!" The lawyer replied, "May her soul rest in pageantry."
You cannot hate a thief you are blessing. Blessing is the key to resolving unforgiveness. Pronounce a blessing over your frenemies.
Since love is the only language that is stronger than hate, let us agree to disagree agreeably that *the love of money* can never be stronger than the hate for greed.
Speaking of greed: Are lawyers greedy? All I know is they are like ketchup bottles. Sometimes, our learned friends need a good spanking at the bottom to get things moving.
It's good to think about the length of eternity and the shortness of this life. So many folks are hurting around the world. When they act bad, you'll notice they did it out of their pain.
Cursing the pain is a fruitless move. The lessons learned from making a bad move tend to stick forever like the lies in Lucifer's lips. Listen, instead of cursing the darkness, why don't you put on the light? The public needs the hope that you have to offer.
Putting on the light is an act of faith. You can't have faith if you don't have hope --- first! Faith just sees where the unbeliever is blind. If you don't love light, the cheque won't correct your blindness.
You don't have to be perfect to begin offering hope. You just need to place your hand where the switch is, and put on the light. I know you are having a hard time believing that it's the imperfect stuff that make things perfect. Well, believe it!