Why am I frugal? I think for most people it comes down to one of two reason. Reason one is necessity…there simply isn’t enough money to not pinch pennies until they scream. For others it’s not so much necessity. Maybe they view it as a game. Or they are just frugal by nature. But, back to the question…why am I frugal?
The short answer is that it’s a little of both of the reasons listed above, but I’ve never been one for short answers, so here are a few more details.
- I am frugal by nature. I grew up in a home where money was scarce. My parents were very frugal and I was fine with it. I wore secondhand clothes to high school. We ate at home. We didn’t have cell phones. My parents also had no debt. They even built their modest home without incurring debt, even though we were broke. And I always felt safe. Even without the security of a big bank account, I never worried about where we would live or what we would eat. If my parents had been broke AND irresponsible I’m not sure I would have been able to look back on those years with fondness and an appreciation for the frugal lifestyle.
- I do sometimes view it as a game. It’s fun to see what I can buy with very little. Or how long I can go without making any purchases. Or how little I need to feed my large family a healthful diet. But when I only viewed my frugality through this lens, it was easy to set it aside when my selfishness decided that I wanted something a little un-frugal.
- But, yes, thriftiness is necessary for my family. My husband was self-employed for a couple of years and during that time, we often had enough money to not be so tight-fisted. Then, everything went wrong at once with that business and we ended up in debt and without an income. He found another job and then lost it, was promised an amazing job where we worked for 2 weeks before that company ran out of money, and now he is working for a very small amount. So, yes, frugality is necessary for our family. But we’re okay. We’re going to be okay. And we’re going to be stronger because we can pull ourselves up by our bootstraps and keep moving when things get hard.
The other question is of where I place my trust…my security. There have been times when we have had money and my security and sense of well-being has been placed in my bank account. If the balance was high, I was happy and I felt like everything was okay in the world. But what happens when that account dips low?
There have been other times when we have tried to follow a financial guru (Dave Ramsey, anyone?). Those people certainly weren’t the problem and I know they have benefited a great number of others, but ::for me:: following “the plan” was a problem. I had a tendency to get so wrapped up in what that person said that nothing else mattered.
Still other times, my security has been in my own money saving ways. I’ve felt that we’ll always be okay because I can stretch things and make it okay. But the truth is that I’m not all that great and I’m not in control.
Where do I put my trust? Where is my security if it isn’t in money or experts or frugal finds? It’s in the One who owns the cattle on a thousand hill. The one who never worries about money. I could tell of the many, many times when things have come through just when we needed them….and we didn’t have anything to do with it. If a sparrow doesn’t fall without my Lord noticing, then how could he miss my struggles. There is a peace that many don’t understand in trusting in Him and knowing that he’s got this. Even when I don’t. Even when it doesn’t make sense. Praise God!