DONALD TRUMP – RELAX

“Money, Money, Money, Money… Money” – (Apprentice theme song)

This is also Donald Trump’s personal theme song – a man you want to emulate only if your greatest love is money.  These were among his main points at a recent real estate conference:

  • “Be paranoid”
  • “Hire the best people and don’t trust them”
  • “Get even with people- eye for eye…”
  • “Always have a prenuptial agreement”
  • “I love losers because they make me feel better about myself”

The crowd laughed nervously as he made his points.  His speech was probably over-dramatized for shock value, but he was still serious.  In as much of his character I don’t want to copy, he made one profound statement when he told his story:

In the late 1980’s Trump was worth about $9.2 Billion.  Periodicals around the world named him “Mr. New York” and touted that “Everything he touches turns to gold.”  He was invincible in his own eyes.  He had all the money, property, fame, and friends he had ever wanted.  Then, all within one year, his ‘empire’ came crashing down.

In 1990, the tax laws changed, inflation grew, the airline industry tanked, and banks collapsed – everything that could go wrong did.  By 1991, Trump was $900 Million in debt and was facing bankruptcy.  Most of his friends abandoned him.  Trump said, “The good thing about trouble is you learn who is loyal.”  He would eventually climb back out of his hole over the next 10 years, but this was what surprised me:

He said, in the early 90’s, with attorneys, CPAs and businessmen out to destroy his name, with creditors chasing him, facing bankruptcy and possible eviction from Trump Tower, “I was still able to sleep at night.” He said he could push everything out of his mind when his head hit the pillow.

If Donald Trump can learn not to worry with bankruptcy, abandoned friendships, and businessmen out to destroy him, how much more should I know not to worry – when we have eternity secured and friends who don’t care if we can’t rub two nickels together or own half of New York?

I cannot afford to worry.  We only have a limited number of minutes in a day and all we can control is our choices, not the outcome.  I can only be a good steward of my time here in the office; the results are out of my hands.  So I must do my work for the Lord (Colossians 3), using the strengths he has given me, and then I’m going home to sleep.  The rest is up to God.

“Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?” – Jesus of Nazareth (Matthew 6:26-27)