Money answers all


Money, a commodity accepted by general consent as a medium of economic exchange. That's what you'll get as the definition of money according to the Mariam Webster dictionary. If you ask me what money is I'd probably tell you that it's a commodity I scarcely have.
It's almost insane how much faith is put into currency for the whole exchange of money for goods and services to happen. One day some people decided that trading cows for apples wasn't so convenient any more and now it's resulted in having to work 45 hours a week, so that there's an increment to your bank account.


As an unemployed youth there never seems to be enough money to go around , especially considering the fact that I don't live with my parents.
I've reached a stage in my life where a lot of my peers are all looking to be emancipated, most of my friends are looking for the means to become independent. We are all in that phase of trying to transition out of our nests so that we can fly into the world. A large barrier to attaining this freedom is the cost one must bear to be able to stand on your own two feet. Living outside your parents house really makes you realise that living is expensive.

 
On top of that I sometimes wonder since I'm a student if what I'm learning right now might become redundant in the near future. Looking at the technological advancements that are going on right now it's hard not to think that a robot could easily take up my space in the workforce. These are the kinds of thoughts that come to my mind when I try to comfort myself in the midst of academic stress that way I can take things lightly. 


The culture I come from often dictates for one to truly break free and be independent the requirements are that one must be able to cater for their own living costs. Right now I'm at that stage in life where finding my own footing is a priority and yet I'm wracked by the thoughts of the uncertainty of the near future. A large part of it is figuring out how to get income and maintaining it so that I can pay for all my necessities and any loans or debts. This is all in light of the global economy seemingly going through a time of recession as well.
All these thoughts easily allow one to succumb to being anxious. Fortunately I just think of the scripture

" And he said to his disciples, “Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat, nor about your body, what you will put on. For life is more than food, and the body more than clothing."


Luke 12:22‭-‬23 ESV
I find comfort knowing that worrying does not help. Sure you have to do something in order to not starve and die and to also achieve your goals, if you let get to you mentally, it will drive you into the ground.


Perhaps as you read this post you may conclude that my view is myopic on the issue of money but I beg your pardon. I haven't had a major surplus of money nor have I been utterly destitute but I've come to realise that there's never enough money no matter how much I've seemed to have. Coming from a society where your bank balance has a positive correlation to your "progress" in life. There's just that state of limbo of shifting between the different steps on the ladder and not knowing which direction you might be headed in because life is full of ups and downs in that manner. Making sure you're moving in the right direction and your feet are on solid ground is a lot to handle but just rest in knowing that God is in control in prosperity and poverty.

That's my two cents on this matter at this point in time as I try to navigate the waters of financial existence, thank you for your time. 

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