Posted by: the warrioress | October 16, 2012

No Man Can Serve Two Masters

“No one can serve two masters. For you will hate one and love the other; you will be devoted to one and despise the other. You cannot serve both God and money.” 

— Matthew 6:24

Mammon – Mammon is a Syriac word, a name given to an idol worshiped as the god of riches. It has the same meaning as Plutus among the Greeks. It is not known that the Jews ever formally worshiped this idol, but they used the word to denote wealth. The meaning is, ye cannot serve the true God, and at the same time be supremely engaged in obtaining the riches of this world. One must interfere with the other. See Luke 16:9-11.

Whereas it is not an Hebrew word, nor an adjective, but a substantive, and signifies riches; which are opposed to God, being by some men loved, admired, trusted in, and worshiped, as if they were God; and which is incompatible with the service of the true God: for such persons, whose hearts go after their covetousness, and are set upon earthly riches, who give up themselves to them, are eagerly and anxiously pursuing after them, and place their confidence in them; whatever pretensions they may make to the service of God, as did the Scribes and Pharisees, who are particularly struck at by this expression, both here and elsewhere, they cannot truly and heartily serve the Lord.

“Mammon” is the god they serve; which word may well be thought to answer to Pluto, the god of riches, among the Heathens. The Jews, in Christ’s time, were notorious for the love of “mammon”; and they themselves own, that this was the cause of the destruction of the second temple: the character they give of those, who lived under the second temple, is this:

“we know that they laboured in the law, and took care of the commandments, and of the tithes, and that their whole conversation was good; only that they , “loved the mammon”, and hated one another without a cause (b).”


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  1. I love that movie. I could watch the whole thing from beginning to end over and over and over…

  2. Who Am I?

    Lyn Leahz, ©2012

    Your name is Elohei Elohim,

    There is none like You throughout all the earth,

    For You are All in All,

    You are everything…

    The wind does not blow against Your will,

    The rain does not fall away from Your face,

    Nothing is hidden from your sight.

    I will not lie down to rest,

    Without first seeking Your blessing,

    and asking, “Have I pleased You, Lord?”

    What if I slumber, and there was something I did not do?

    When I awake, my lips shall give You praise,

    For it is by Your mercy that breath enters and exits my nostrils,

    It is by Your kindness that my heart continues beating,

    And so it shall beat for none other than you, Adonai.

    My eyes behold the beauty in Your brushstrokes,

    The heavens painted with shades of sapphire,

    The vast array of colors gently detailed throughout all of the earth,

    And the sight of a newborn baby;

    Your artwork can be witnessed everywhere.

    Lord, I am nothing before You,

    But a pile of earthen dust,

    I was brought out of clay, dirt, and water,

    Mixed together into mud.

    And it was Your hands that sculpted my form,

    And made me who I am,

    I am unique and different, for I possess my own intricate puzzle,

    The code man has called DNA.

    My name is written upon Your palm,

    And You have held me near when I was rejected,

    You have gathered me together,

    When I was scattered in the wilderness;

    Carefully, Your fingers knit me together,

    and made me better than I was;

    You have reached out before my enemies,

    When they laughed and mocked and scorned,

    And You have made a spectacle of them as You held me on high.

    I am forever Your humble servant,

    Please do with me as You will;

    I am honored to be Your child,

    And I am brought low before Your throne.

    Who are You?

    I Am. Elohim. Adonai. El Shaddai. YHVH. Alpha. Omega. Beginning. End. Lord of Lords. King of Kings.

    Who am I?

    I am one small gust of air from within your lungs.

    A speck of debris on the tip of You finger.

    I am nothing, but in You, I am so much.

    I am Yours. I am a child of the King of Kings;

    and a servant of the Lord of Lord’s.

    Forever rejoicing, I am all Yours!

  3. That is how I feel about myself 😉

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