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									September 26, 2010                                          I Timothy 6: 6-19

Prayer: Dear Lord, We pray that you be with us during our worship time

this morning. Go with us into the study of your Word so that we might

understand it more fully. In Jesus’ name we pray, Amen.

                          For the love of money

      In my years as a news reporter, I saw the lives of young people ruined

when they got too much money too quickly. I always told Vince, “I’m glad

we’re not rich. I think it would be hard to raise children to be independent

and competent if they knew we had money stashed in the Bahamas.”

      He always said, “Yeah, well, you’re safe on that one.”

      One time I interviewed a financial planner and she really got me

going. She shared horror stories about kids who had inherited at 18 or 20.

      And it didn’t have to be much money to look like a lot at that age.

These young people hadn’t gone to college, hadn’t planned for a career.

Getting money too young basically ruined their lives.

      After that interview, I was all anxious about dying and ruining my

children’s lives. So I made an appointment with an attorney to rewrite our

wills. If Vince and I were to die early, I wanted some of the money held in

trust and gradually measured out when the children were 18, then 25 and 30.
      The attorney was very polite but her message was basically, “Lady,

you don’t have enough money to ruin those children.”

       Oh. OK.

       In today’s Scripture, we are continuing with Paul’s letter to Timothy,

and his subject is money. Now that might seem a strange topic to preach on

at Triune. We have extremely poor people here, and we have well-off people

here. By definition, if you are well off and are worshiping at Triune, you are

probably already sharing your resources.

      So this is not a beat-up-the-rich sermon. That is simply not an issue

this congregation faces.

      This is a sermon to illustrate how devilishly complex riches can be. It

is a sermon to illustrate to those without riches that while our capitalistic

society may be weighted against you, the kingdom of God is most certainly

not. In fact, almost every mention of wealth in the New Testament comes as

a warning.

      Please turn in your Bibles to I Timothy 6: 6-19.

      Of course, there is great gain in godliness combined with
contentment; 7for we brought nothing into the world, so that we can
take nothing out of it; 8but if we have food and clothing, we will be
content with these. 9But those who want to be rich fall into temptation
and are trapped by many senseless and harmful desires that plunge
people into ruin and destruction. 10For the love of money is a root of
all kinds of evil, and in their eagerness to be rich some have wandered
away from the faith and pierced themselves with many pains.

 11 But as for you, man of God, shun all this; pursue righteousness,
godliness, faith, love, endurance, gentleness. 12Fight the good fight of the
faith; take hold of the eternal life, to which you were called and for
which you made the good confession in the presence of many witnesses.
  In the presence of God, who gives life to all things, and of Christ Jesus,
who in his testimony before Pontius Pilate made the good confession, I
charge you 14to keep the commandment without spot or blame until the
manifestation of our Lord Jesus Christ, 15which he will bring about at the
right time—he who is the blessed and only Sovereign, the King of kings
and Lord of lords. 16It is he alone who has immortality and dwells in
unapproachable light, whom no one has ever seen or can see; to him be
honor and eternal dominion. Amen.

17 As for those who in the present age are rich, command them not to
be haughty, or to set their hopes on the uncertainty of riches, but
rather on God who richly provides us with everything for our
enjoyment. 18They are to do good, to be rich in good works, generous,
and ready to share, 19thus storing up for themselves the treasure of a
good foundation for the future, so that they may take hold of the life
that really is life.

       “Those who want to be rich fall into temptation and are trapped

by many senseless and harmful desires that plunge people into ruin.…”

       The first part of the passage is a warning against a lust for riches. And

this lust can manifest itself in anyone from Gordon Gekko to a person living

on the street.

       I cannot tell you how many times a Triune parishioner has been

violently beaten because another homeless person found out he had $50 in

his pocket.
      Dwayne Tucker, who is one of our housing tenants, talks freely about

his months of living under the bridge between here and Cherrydale. He says

he slept with his back against the railroad embankment so he could see

anyone approaching before they got to him.

      Being homeless means watching your back constantly. I imagine

every person in here who has been homeless has one or more stories of

being robbed. Lust for money is not just a problem for people who have lots

of money.

      It is a problem for all of us.

      I think the worst story I’ve ever seen on this subject involved the

largest single lottery winner in history. The Washington Post story I read

was from 2005, so there may have been larger payouts since then.

      But in 2002, Jack Whittaker was the middle-aged owner of a water

and sewer pipe-laying business in Hurricane, West Virginia. He had a wife

named Jewell, whom he’d loved for nearly 40 years. He had a 15-year-old

granddaughter named Brandi who spent a lot of time at their house because

her mother was fighting cancer.

      He got up at 4:30 every morning to dress in his all-black work clothes

and get to his pipe-laying business that employed 100 people.
      Most of those mornings, he’d stop by a convenience store on his way

to work and buy two biscuits with bacon. And when the Powerball Lottery

rose into the hundred-million dollar range, he’d buy a lottery ticket.

      That was what he did on Christmas Day, 2002. And on the day after

Christmas, Jack Whittaker won $314 million, the largest undivided lottery

jackpot in history.

      He was all over TV and newspapers, promising to tithe 10 percent of

his winnings, promising to donate millions to his family’s favorite pastors

and to build big new churches, promising to set up a foundation to help

people in the relatively poor state of West Virginia.

      “I just want to thank God for letting me pick the right numbers … or

letting the machine pick the right numbers,” he said as he claimed his check.

(April Witt, Washington Post, Jan. 30, 2005)

      Mr. Whittaker elected to take the money in one lump sum. After

taxes, it came to $113 million.

      And by New Year’s Eve, just one week later, folks in Hurricane, W.

Va., began to get a glimmer of how most of that money would be spent.

      Jack Whittaker plopped $50,000 on the bar of the Pink Pony, a strip

club in a nearby town. He was so drunk by the end of the night that the

general manager had to put him in a limousine to get home.
         People wrote him letters and called his house, begging for money. He

hired three people to open the letters, and a private investigator to check out

their stories. His privacy disappeared.

         One morning he was talking to the cook at the convenience store

where he bought the ticket when a young man ran in, upset. “I need a job!”

he yelled at Mr. Whittaker.

         “Well, you come down to my office, and I’ll see what I can do for

you,” Mr. Whittaker told him.

         But the man yelled, “No, I need money right now!”

         Mr. Whittaker began to spend lots of nights in the Pink Pony or in

other bars, asking waitresses to strip for him. He drank and didn’t go home

at night. He was sued for fondling women at a gambling casino. He was

robbed. He was arrested for driving under the influence.

         After 40 years of marriage, Mr. Whittaker’s wife kicked him out of

their house. He was caught for DUI again. She changed the locks on the


         And it wasn’t long before the lottery poison began to spread.

         At the first press conference after her grandfather won the lottery, 15-

year-old Brandi said she wanted a blue Mitsubishi Eclipse. She got it. But

she also got several other new cars.
      She got a round room in her mother’s new house built to look like the

inside of the genie bottle on the 1960s “I Dream of Jeannie” television show.

      And she dropped by her grandfather’s office every single day to pick

up hundreds of dollars in cash, sometimes up to $5,000.

      Brandi began using all that money to buy drugs. Before long, she was

a crack addict.

      She dropped out of high school.

      She developed a virtual entourage of 19- and 20-year-old boys. She’d

buy them expensive gifts, let them drive her cars while she scored drugs.

Three of them were arrested for robbing her grandfather. But more simply

took their places.

      Finally, one young man overdosed and died in the Whittaker house.

The young people of Hurricane hated Brandi so much by that point that they

wouldn’t allow her into the funeral home.

      When reporters went to her house, they found a teen unrecognizable

as the same cute, blonde from a year before. Now she was disheveled,

skinny, her face sunken. Inside the furniture was scattered all over the place,

drawers were pulled out, and graffiti was written on the walls.

      Not long afterward, the Whittakers reported Brandi missing.
      The young girl, then 17, was found wrapped in plastic and dumped

behind a junked van. Apparently she had overdosed, and the boy she was

with panicked and hid her body.

     She was buried on Christmas Eve, almost two years to the day after her

grandfather won the lottery.

      This true story was covered by the Washington Post because it was

the single largest unshared lottery win in history. But there are all kinds of

similar stories about how lottery winners have had their lives ruined by the

sudden infusion of wealth.

      Is there anything in human nature uglier than greed?

      It must be woven into the human DNA. Jesus talked about it a lot.

And so today does Paul. Nineteen hundred years before Jack Whittaker won

the Powerball Lottery, Paul could have told him what would happen.

      “For the love of money is a root of all kinds of evil, and in their

eagerness to be rich some have wandered away from the faith and

pierced themselves with many pains.”

      I’m sure we shake our heads and say we wouldn’t act like that. I’m

sure Jack Whittaker, sitting in church before his win, would have shaken his

head and said he wouldn’t act like that.

      Greed is an ugly, unpredictable thing.
      In the middle section of our Scripture passage, Paul describes for

Timothy the alternative way of living. “But as for you, man of God, shun

all this: pursue righteousness, godliness, faith, love, endurance,

gentleness. Fight the good fight of the faith; take hold of the eternal


      Paul is encouraging Timothy, this young church leader, to reject

anything resembling greed, and set his eyes, instead, on the lasting kingdom

of God.

      “Fight the good fight….” This is a note of encouragement. This is a

message from a spiritual coach. Don’t get sidetracked by the money. Keep

your eyes on what is important.

      If you’ve ever attended a Sunday night service here, you have heard

people who are keeping their eyes on what’s important. We start the service

with prayers at the altar rail, and you might hear:

      Lord, thank you for waking me up this morning.

       Lord, thank you that it’s not raining tonight because I have to sleep


     Lord, please be with my son in prison.
         Situations that would have many of us screaming, “Lord, have you

forgotten me?” are occasions to dig deeper and find the blessing in the


         “But as for you, man of God, … fight the good fight of the faith;

take hold of the eternal life….”

         The next section of the Scripture passage is probably a liturgy taken

from the early church. Slipped right into the letter, it is a little confession of

faith, telling who Jesus is: “Blessed and only Sovereign, the King of kings

and Lord of lords. It is he alone who has immortality and dwells in

unapproachable light, who no one has ever seen or can see; to him be

honor and eternal dominion.”

          And then Paul returns to the subject of wealth. But this time, he

doesn’t talk about those with a lust for wealth. He offers instructions for

those who are already wealthy.

          They are not to be haughty or to puff themselves up. They are not to

place their faith in their wealth.

         They are to do good, to use their riches for good works, for

generosity, for sharing.

         Money is neutral. But the love of money is a root of all kinds of evil.

  This letter to Timothy is pretty clear about the distinction.
      In the Christian life, money can be a tool, nothing more. It can be

useful if shared, if used to perform good works. Or it can be as dangerous as

any crack pipe.

      Just ask Jack Whittaker – who won a lot of money, and lost

everything he had.


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