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Financial Peace


Financial peace.  A paradox?  An oxymoron?  
My biggest question is:  Is it even possible?  

We know what financial is....or do we? Do we know what peace means?  
  
Finance:  The science of managing money and assets.  Financial: Relating to finances.  It is all about money and assets and managing them and the systems that circulate the dollars. 

Peace:
: a state of tranquility or quiet: as a : freedom from civil disturbance b : a state of security or order within a community provided for by law or custom : freedom from disquieting or oppressive thoughts or emotions: harmony in personal relations (Merriam-Webster)

Maybe we should "get to know our money" before we can manage it?  I believe that we have to have a clear picture of what it will look like at the end in order to keep going towards our goals.  

What we are aiming for.  My goal?  My Heart's Cry?  Financial Peace.

I personally struggle with imagining a life where worry about money was not just part of the deal.  Yes, I know all of the verses and I truly do believe that God owns the cattle on a thousand hills and that He will provide for me as He does the Lilly and the Sparrow.  He has always provided and cared for me.  

It is I who have failed as the manager of the resources, talents and money that He has given me.  

In fact, I'm trudging chest deep in the mess I've created and wonder why I don't have a sense of tranquility as it relates to money.

However, I REFUSE to accept the Status Quo of the world I live in.  "It is just how it is." "It's just money."  "Everyone is in debt to their eye balls."  True.  Not the way I want to live.  I'm sick of it.  Fed up with living this way.

I'm on a vision quest...seeking true financial peace.  

One way I'm doing this is by putting myself in an accountability group that meets to follow Dave Ramsey's Financial Peace University.  http://www.daveramsey.com/fpu  The information is awesome; clear and makes sense.  

BUT the power is in the group...the accountability and support.  Having a group of people all trying to escape the pit of debt and chaos in money has meant the world to me.

There is power in moving forward together!


What I am finding is that peace comes as I unite with my husband, build structure for my money and simplify by establishing limitations.


Dreaming of financial peace and working like crazy to get there!
 

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