What you give becomes yours, returning to you with abundance. Just as a grain of bread, having been sown in the soil, benefits the one who scattered it, so too does bread, once given to the thirsty, yield a hundredfold blessing. Therefore, let your farming intentions signify the start of your heavenly planting; for it is said, "Thou shalt sow to thyself in righteousness" (Hosea 10:12). Why are you troubled? Why do you afflict yourself in your efforts to secure wealth of brick and stone? A good reputation is better than great riches (Proverbs 22:1). If you desire wealth solely for the honor of possessing it, consider how much more glorious it would be to be called the father of countless children than to hoard a thousand coins. You shall leave your money behind, yet you will carry the glory of your good deeds to the Lord, where the great Judge will have the people gather around you, calling you their provider, their benefactor, attributing to you all the titles of humanity. Do you not observe how, for a fleeting honor, wealth is lavished on entertainers, on jesters, and on fighters in exhibitions that would frighten most to behold? Yet you hesitate to spend what could bring you such esteem! God will welcome you, the angels will exalt you, and all people, from the dawn of creation until now, will honor you. Eternal glory, a crown of righteousness, and the kingdom of heaven will be your reward for your wise stewardship of these transient treasures. But you disregard such truths, scorn what you ought to value, and are solely focused on the now. Therefore, allocate your wealth for various noble purposes, providing splendor and dignity through your generosity to those in need. Let it be said of you, “Spend it, give to the poor; his righteousness endures forever” (Psalm 111:9). Do not act greedily, delaying your sales until the need arises; do not wait until scarcity prompts you to open your reserves: for he who sells grain stingily is cursed by the people (Proverbs 11:26). Do not expect famine for gold, nor common shortages for your own abundance. You shall not be consumed by the misfortunes of others; do not allow the wrath of God to become an excuse for hoarding wealth for yourself. Do not add to the wounds of those who suffer. You see only gold, while turning a blind eye to your brother in need. You understand the value of currency and distinguish real coinage from counterfeit, yet fail to recognize a brother in need. You delight in gold's allure, but do you not consider the many sighs of the impoverished that accompany you? How can I convey to you the plight of the needy? Having surveyed their dwelling, he realizes he possesses no gold and that it will forever elude him; his possessions and attire are no more valuable than those of a beggar; they are worth only a few coins. What remains? Ultimately, he gazes at his children, contemplating which to sell to feed them. Imagine then the conflict between impending starvation and paternal love. Starvation threatens a most dreadful death, yet nature compels him to remain with his children, persuading him to face death rather than abandon them. Time and again, he resolves to act, only to falter; ultimately, necessity and relentless want overpower him. And what else occupies this father's thoughts? Which child shall he sell first? Which will the bread vendor regard most favorably? Should he approach the eldest? But he reveres his age. Or the youngest? Yet he pities their youth, who has yet to experience hardship. This one bears the loving features of both parents; and the other is eager to learn. Alas, what a dilemma! What will become of me? Which of them shall I part with? Which shall I sacrifice my own heart over? How can I forsake nature? If I keep them all, I will witness their slow starvation. If I sell one, how will I face the others, having already created suspicion among them, so that they might cease to trust me? How will I live in the house, having hardened my heart? How can I sit at a table filled with abundance if it is achieved through such means? And so, after shedding tears, he decides to sell his beloved child! And yet you remain unmoved by suffering; you refuse to empathize with their plight! This unfortunate individual is crushed by hunger, while you hesitate and jest, prolonging his misery! He offers himself to you as payment for sustenance, and you not only refuse to restrain the hand that takes from others’ hardship, but you seek out additional ways to gain more while giving less, compounding his suffering in every conceivable way! Neither tears nor sighs stir your compassion, and your heart remains unyielding and distant! Everywhere you see only gold; you envision it in all things, dreaming of it in slumber and thinking upon it even when awake. Just as those consumed by madness fail to see reality, instead conjuring nightmares, so your soul, possessed by a love of silver, perceives gold in all things. It brings you more pleasure to gaze upon gold than the sun itself. You wish for everything to metamorphose into gold, and you scheme relentlessly to make it a reality. What do you not move to acquire gold? Your bread becomes gold, your wine transforms into gold, and your wool is fashioned into gold; every business transaction, every innovation yields gold. Gold breeds itself, multiplying endlessly; within you resides no contentment, no culmination of desire. Children, in their greed, are often allowed to consume without limit what delights them to the point of causing distaste; yet a glutton knows no such bounds: the more he consumes, the more his appetite grows.