GOD Vs. Mammon

© Jeanne E Webster


Matthew 6a:24 No one can SERVE two masters; for either he will hate the one and will love the other, OR he will hold to the one and despise the other. Ye cannot serve God and Mammon.” KJV

Jesus taught us that we cannot serve God AND Mammon. Let’s explore His meaning so we can apply this wisdom to our minds. What does serve mean? It means to “become a servant of,” or “become enslaved.” When we serve God or Mammon, we are “taking care of business” for God OR Mammon.

All right, who is God? God is the Creator who made everything in this world. He made people from the dirt of the earth. I’ve heard of “older than dirt,” and now I know how far back that goes! Therefore, God is the Main Man, the head honcho, # 1. He says so Himself in Exodus 3: 1-12. This might be a good place to pause and read all about it! The Old Testament is chock full of sensational discoveries.

Mammon is all about wealth, money, greed, ambition, and/or riches. Oh, that! Yes, that. Right away, we see that we have a dilemma. That little two letter word, OR, snaps us to attention. How does serving God differ from serving Mammon? Serving God requires presenting to Him all our praise, honor, love and adoration as part of our daily lives.

How do we serve Mammon? Serving Mammon is submitting all our love, praise, honor and adoration to our possessions and achievements. Wealth, money, greed, ambition, and riches become the main reason for getting up every morning. Yes, they do become our masters if we trust in them for our daily needs. We cannot trust in God while we trust in ourselves, our money, our possessions, our positions, our anything. We are NOT servants of God if we devote our given time (our life) to anything other than God.

Example: A Boston Red Sox player is at bat. He is there to drive in runs for his team so they can outscore the Yankees. Yet, when this same player defensively plays center field and purposely allows a Yankee player to hit a ball past him, he is defeating his purpose. He cannot play for both teams! He cannot serve both the Red Sox and the Yankees. One team has to hold all his attention and devotion or he is not good for either team.

So…as servants of God, we also must be wholly committed and devoted to God and to the things of God. We are on God’s team and anything we do to hinder or dishonor this team results in a loss of our usefulness and effectiveness to this team.

In Luke 2:49, Jesus tells his parents that He “must be about His Father’s business.” As children of God, we also have a single purpose in this life. Our hearts, minds, and spirits must always be about our Father’s business. We know we cannot truly serve Him while we are “about” the business of anything else. We must daily correct our course by communion with our heavenly Father.

“…by the mercies of God, present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable to God, which is your spiritual service. And be not fashioned according to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, and ye may prove what is the good and acceptable and perfect will of God.” Rom. 12:1-2 (ASV)



Hey Judas!

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Envision this:

While going about your daily business two thousand years ago, a certain man ambled by and addressed you with sound authority. You had recently heard bits of rumors about him… he is a prophet, a great teacher, and a healer. He invited you to join him and his group of followers, and perhaps sensing something unique about him, you decided to follow him too.

You lived, ate, walked, talked, slept and pondered with him and his men. He told you about the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob and the Ten Commandments. He explained some of the mysteries of scripture, cured diseases, resurrected people from the dead, and told you how to live a pleasing life for God.

How mesmerizing he was explaining how to love people and love God, warned you of false prophets, calmed your fears, forgave your sins and taught you how to pray. Gradually your admiration for this man grew into a secret desire for some of his power.

One day he called you and his other disciples around him and chose twelve to be his closest apostles. You were one of the twelve! What an honor! What glory! To be one of his inner circle! That’s a choice position! You must really be someone special!

Soon after this event, he gave you and the others real POWER: power to heal the sick, make the blind to see, cleanse the lepers, cast out demons and raise the dead. WOW! He told you to go to the cities where the Jews lived and tell them “the kingdom is at hand!

Repent!” Pretty heavy stuff here! Pretty heady too!

For three years, you and the other disciples performed miracles and followed this man. He took you and the others aside one day and asked, “Who do men say that I am?”

One of your group answered, “Elijah!”

“A great prophet!” said another.

“John the Baptist!” answered another.

Peter spoke up, “You are the Christ, the Son of God!”

The Messiah?! The Son of God?! Just think of that! You have seen, felt, and experienced the Messiah!

You saw him perform thousands of miracles, weep at the loss of a friend, have compassion on the poor, the children, and sinners. What honor, what pleasure, what glory and power and elation filled your spirit. You not only witnessed the Messiah and His works down here on earth, you were among His special disciples. That was something to write home about.

Then…now that your head is puffed way up out of proportion, and your heart is filled with pride…then…this Man says something that immediately bursts your bubble. The hot air is still hissing from your big balloon when he continued, “I must suffer many things in the days ahead…the elders and chief priests and scribes are going to reject me…I will be killed…and after three days I will rise again.”

Your mind spun out of control, the thoughts flashed by one after another with lightning speed. WHAT? He just said the elder, chief priests and scribes did not believe He is Messiah. They are going to kill Him? He will rise again in three days?

Peter spoke out, “Lord, You don’t have to go through all that. We’ll fight for You. I’ll lay down my life for You! Don’t say things like that!”You didn’t want to hear things like that either.

The Master rebuked Peter and called him, “Satan!” He continued, “Whoever saves his life will lose it but he who loses his life for My sake will save it. Don’t be ashamed of Me because if you do, I’ll be ashamed of you when I come again to judge you.”

Over the next few days or weeks He warned you of more things to come. “Don’t be deceived, for many will come in My name. There’ll be wars, earthquakes, famines and lots of trouble. You’ll be delivered up to councils, be beaten and brought up on trial before rulers and kings. You’ll be hated by all men because of Me. But endure, be faithful and you will be saved.”

Passover arrived. You joined the others in an upper room, had a good meal, good discussions and maybe got a little drowsy when you suddenly perked up at the voice of Jesus. “One of you is going to betray Me!”

That took your drowsiness away! “Betray You, Lord? Me?”

Jesus answered, “He that dips his hand in this dish with Me, that’s who it is. Woe to the man by whom I am betrayed! It’d been better if he would have never been born!”

You slowly rose from your resting place, walked over to Jesus and asked, “Master…is it I?”

He looked up at you and replied, “Yes, you have said it.”

You immediately left the room. Meeting with the chief priests and scribes later, you told them, “Jesus and His disciples will be in the garden of Gethsemane tonight. Go get Him! I’ll greet the prophet with a kiss.”

That evening you approached the garden, followed by the priests, scribes and soldiers from the temple. Walking over to Jesus you proclaimed, “Hail Master!” You leaned forward and kissed Him on His right cheek. He peered into your eyes and asked, “Friend, why did you come here?”

Later, after realizing your mistake, you had second thoughts about this event. You didn’t know it would go this far. You gave the money back. Jesus didn’t have to be crucified. “Why don’t they stop this awful nonsense?!” But it is out of your hands now.

Dejected, you found a rope, put a noose in it and prepared to end your misery. Seconds before you flung yourself off the tree branch, you vividly saw again your Master’s face and hear His last words to you, “Friend, why did you come here?” Thus was the fate of Judas Iscariot.

It might be that Jesus asks us that question today. “Friend, why do you come to Me?” Is it for the glory, the power, the esteem, the need to feel better than others? Or do our hearts reply, “Whoever saves his life will lose it but he who loses his life will save it.”

“Don’t be ashamed of me because if you do, I’ll be ashamed of you when I come again to judge you.”

Do we truly mean, as the old hymn so eloquently pleads:

Just as I am without one plea,
But that Thy blood was shed for me;
And that Thou bidd’st me come to Thee
O Lamb of God…I come…I come.
Just as I am Thou wilt receive,
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve.
Because Thy promise…I believe!
O Lamb of God…I come…I come.
(Just as I am, written by Charlotte Elliott, 1789-1871)

Do You Have the Time?


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Time in a Bottle

~Jim Croce

If I could save time in a bottle

The first thing that I’d like to do

Is to save every day ’til eternity passes away

Just to spend them with you

If I could make days last forever

If words could make wishes come true

I’d save every day like a treasure and then

Again, I would spend them with you

But there never seems to be enough time

To do the things you want to do once you find them

I’ve looked around enough to know

That you’re the one I want to go through time with…



 What is TIME? It’s a noun; it’s a verb. It’s an object; it’s usable. You can’t do without it; it’s there whether you want it or not. You can spend it; you can waste it. You can ignore it. But it is there all the time.

What is TIME? It is abstract, immaterial; a concept. A clock can keep it; it can run out; it stood still once. It has an end; it can tell; it only knows.

But you can’t hold it in your hands…

You can’t really buy more…

You can belong to it…

You can’t give it away…

It ends when the clock runs out… Tick tock, tick tock, they all fall down.


TIME was made for humankind by God. How else could humanity measure life and works? God created heaven and earth and all that was in them.

After the fall in the Garden of Eden, God imparted a concept upon humanity; it was called time. A time for hope, a time for love…

In other words, He clocked us. Perhaps to enable us to see reality?

Appreciate life more?

Make better choices with the time we have?

He gave us a concept…we didn’t grasp the Garden of Eden.

We abused it and walked naked, without thought or care.

We chose to go our own way, envision our own thoughts,

Believe our own creed, live as our own gods.

So he put a governor upon us, to ever remind us of our beginning.


TIME is a concept to show us the way back to God. God is eternal. We are eternal also but sin split us in two. That’s when TIME began, for us to work our way back home.

Physical death is our end of TIME; we rejoin eternity with God.

One in the Father, by the Father, and with the Father.

At His designated moment, time will be no more. All creation awaits that moment. It moans and groans as we do. We’ve wandered far too long as self-willed creatures. It’s TIME to go home!

[Wandering thoughts about TIME. These are thoughts only!]





God bless America,

Land that I love,

Stand beside her and guide her

Thru the night with a light from above.

From the mountains, to the prairies,

To the oceans white with foam,

God bless America,

My home, sweet home.

God bless America,

My home, sweet home.

Oh! Thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand

Between their loved home and the war’s desolation!

Blest with victory and peace,

may the heav’n rescued land

Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation.

Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,

And this be our motto:

“In God is our trust.”

And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave

O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

~Irving Berlin


Daily Reminder


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“He is your praise and your God, who has done for you these great and awesome things which your eyes have seen.” Deut. 10:21

Moses spoke these words to Israel prior to their journey into the land of promise. He had placed the tables of stone into the ark as God had commanded, and now it was time for Israel to prove their mettle.  “Go in and possess the land which I have sworn unto your fathers.”

Moses exhorted Israel to:

Fear the Lord

Walk in all His ways

Love Him

Serve Him with all your heart and soul

Keep His laws

Circumcise the foreskin of your heart

Be no longer stubborn

Love the stranger

Hold fast to the Lord.


The exhortations above sound quite familiar, don’t they? As Christians, we hold to each of them in our daily walk with Christ. Moses was admonishing Israel to remember all that God had done for them and to cling to this great God who brought them out of bondage. We too need this reminder today. It’s all too easy to interact with God as if He were a sugar daddy or an easy mark. He’s not either. He is the great awesome God of Israel, the great I AM!

Don’t mess with the MAN! Fear Him, respect Him, stand before Him in awe, and esteem Him. He’s number ONE.  Walk in ways that reflect His love and mercy to others. Love Him with that bone-deep, heart-booming passion born from a worshipful spirit. Serve Him heartily, wholly, with all the gusto you can muster. Keep His commandments and you’ll reap your rewards.

Discipline yourself, lean into the yoke and pull hard. Right next to you on the other side is Jesus. Just remember that.

Love the stranger among you, for you were once strangers also. Cling fast to the Lord and He will always be with you. Make it a practice to praise the Lord–with thanksgiving and a humble spirit.  Think back to the wondrous moments He lightened your life. Think today of what He is doing for you right this moment.

Praise Him, praise Him, and praise Him, our wonderful Redeemer! Amen.

This Little Light of Mine


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“This Little Light of Mine

I’m gonna let it shine

Let it shine…let it shine…let it shine!”


Since Jesus came into my heart

I shall live throughout eternity

His Light glows from within

And shall never ever die.


As I slowly wing heavenward

Ending my earthly journey

My spirit’s glow diminishes

But will never ever die.


The fog begins to thicken

“So long Sis and Ma and Pa!”

Seen no more by an earthly crowd

I ‘m Home among that celestial Light!



“This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine. This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine, This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine, Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.

“Hide it under a bushel – NO! I’m gonna let it shine. Hide it under a bushel – NO! I’m gonna let it shine, Hide it under a bushel – NO! I’m gonna let it shine, Let it shine, Let it shine, let it shine.

“Don’t let Satan blow it out. I’m gonna let it shine Don’t let Satan blow it out. I’m gonna let it shine, Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.

“Let it shine til Jesus comes. I’m gonna let it shine. Let it shine til Jesus comes. I’m gonna let it shine. Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.”

Songwriters: JIM CURNOW-Published by: Lyrics © HAL LEONARD CORPORATION


Oh Happy Day!


© 2009 Jeanne E Webster – All rights reserved

He slumped into the snow and died
Alone, but for the snarling winds
Veiling his final words of life:
“Oh, Lord! My God!” he cried.

Swaddled within the soft embrace
Of feathered, wispy crystals,
His body lay shrouded in a chrysalis:
He came to the end of his race.

The boisterous winds became still,
The menacing clouds recoiled;
Stars shone with ethereal light:
It was his Father’s sovereign will.

Aloft now, his soul began to roam,
Seeking to touch that holy hand
Of his waiting Lord and King:
“My son you’re welcome home!”

Tis the story of how my dad
Met his lot on an icy road,
He lost control of his car:
Oh Lord, that wreck was bad!

Dad was in the winter of life,
A slower glory-filled pace;
Ever a faithful man of God:
His grace bewails the fife.

I miss my dad, mentor and friend,
Yet I know he’s home with God
Walking ’round with his loving smile
In that heavenly land of no end!