In my stint in the church, I met a man who had made hundreds of millions of dollars as a travelling evangelist, yet lived in a simple one-story tract house in San Bernardino. I asked him why he didn't have a nicer place, considering his ministerial income. He looked at me completely baffled, like I just asked where the alien hoopa-joop coming out if his butt had comer from. He didn't have it in his home or bank -- COULDN'T have it in his home or bank -- becase it was money that came in for doing God's work, and had to go back out to do God's work...he had donated all but the travelling and tent expenses to charities for feeding the poor, and for (get this people) support of schools and school supplies for poor districts of African and Islamic nations, so they could have the benefit of an education...NOT a "christian" education, just an education...whoever was already out there teaching and needed supplies and support, got it. And he made the donations anonymously, following the idea of not letting the right hand know what the left hand is doing. Side Note: This was in the early-mid eighties, when this was simply an act of kindness and charity, and not subversive plotting to train terrorists at secret camps.