Once you have accepted your real worth from God, being destitute is shameful and stupid! Being destitute for God makes so little sense: It’s like saying “You are so poor, God, that I can’t take what I want and need from you, or else I will beggar you! You are so picayune and deprived, I have to deprive myself seven times over just to help you.” This is what a vow of poverty is really saying: that God is so poor we have to be poorer than he is to show that we love Him. Or, at the very least, to think that God wants our poverty is like saying to Him: “You hate being generous, God, or maybe it’s just too painful for you to give anything extra to your creatures or creation. And so, for love of you, we won’t ask you for anything extra. We won’t ask for abundance: how could we ask you to do something that you hate to do, or that you can’t? We love you too much. So because we love you and don’t want to hurt you we won’t ask for anything but the bare minimum!” When that voice inside says, “Don’t have money, or wealth, or opulence or affluence!” it’s a voice of fear, a voice of someone or something that cannot believe in the stupendous wealth, the treasure and fortune of the great and good God that creates galaxies full of stars just to give a small chance to life! This is the same, joyfully profligate God that scatters hundreds of billions of hopeful seeds into the sky every year. To think that a god like this needs our poverty is ludicrous.