I append an excerpt below (emphasis in bold mine):
In placid and apathetic Singapore, seeing pastors and monks earn big bucks is one of the few subjects that can get people all fired up.
With former Ren Ci Hospital chief Ming Yi in the dock now for allegedly cooking the books, and revelations of his $20,700 monthly salary surfacing, the questions are flying faster than ever.
With millions starving around the world, why do they have to earn so much?
But there is a more important question to ask.
What is our indignation based on?
Is it envy? Is it disgruntlement?
It may stem purely from our morals, our common sense about what is appropriate for monks and pastors to earn.
But even if it's that, have we subconsciously allowed it to develop into self-righteousness, to cover our own inadequacies?
We say such things should not matter to monks and pastors. But getting worked up over it betrays the fact that somewhere in our own hearts, there may be a corner where it still reigns.
If not, we might not have cared as much, for we know the real treasure lies elsewhere.
Whichever way the verdict goes eventually, this is not about someone else's pay.
It's about our own spiritual journey.
It's about how we are walking around the temptation to feel envious, angry and judgmental.
It's not about the chance to watch a monk being cross-examined on the witness stand, but about the opportunity to examine ourselves.
The Buddhists say: Do not look for faults in others, but look for faults within yourself, and purge them like bad blood.
Similarly, the Bible asks: Why do you see the speck in your brother's eye, but do not notice the log in your own eye?
It warns that we will be judged by the standards with which we judge others.
So before we ask about the pay of our monks and pastors, maybe we should ask about our own.
How much do I earn? How much is enough?
At whose expense has it come?
Our family? Our dreams?
Or our God?