Random thoughts on thanks

I’m not sure where to start. I have a lot of updating to do on the kids and the family but at this moment I have other things on my mind. For one reason or another there has been a lot of “money talk” going on around me. It’s coming in all directions and last night in Bible class the teacher asked how we would describe money, I came to the conclusion that it is a source of Pride. People who have it live a life that shows it. And those who live without it are usually too prideful to ask for help. I could write deeper about this thought but to make it personal I used to think that our family didn’t have much money. We got married when we where 20 and found out 18 months later we excepting our first child. I graduated college and started working full time when I was 8 months pregnant. I worked for 3 years putting Jeff through school and providing for our family (he wanted to work, but we both knew that with my college education I could make 2-3times more then him).
We struggled living paycheck to paycheck. When Jeff got his job in the fall of 2006 I stayed behind for a few extra weeks to finish my Masters, then I entered unemployment.
I was so excited to be living out my lifelong dream of being a stay at home mom. At the time Ty was 2.5 and I had just found out that Ava was going to join our family. We immediately got involved in a church and I poured my heart into finding some friends. God blessed me in my friendships as they are plentiful and sincere, ladies I can’t imagine life without. For our whole marriage we’ve only been a 2 income family for 3 weeks.
While I love staying at home, there have been rough financial times when I’ve looked for work wondering how we were going to make it through the month. I used to stress about money and finances, it was a torn in our marriage as Jeff and I see very differently about it. I’m come to a peace and have a want for nothing, I realize in the grand spectrum of the world I very blessed and wealthy. I have money for a roof over my head, clothes on my back, and food on the table, money to pay our bills, and sometimes even a little extra for fun. I could get back into the work force doubling our income and erase alot of our financial stress, but I choose to stay home and be the one raising my babies. In theory more money would only bring about more possessions and more items to take care of and stress over.
I’ve gained a new perspective realizing God has taken care of my daily bread, he has made me neither rich nor poor I’ve never been more thankful or at more peace.
“Two things I ask of you, O Lord;
Do not refuse me before I die:
Keep falsehood and lies far from me;
Give me neither poverty or riches,
But give me only my daily bread.
Otherwise, I may have too much and disown you
And say, “who is the Lord?”
Or I may become poor and steal,
And so dishonor the name of my God.”
Proverbs 30:7-9