Murray, wealth is not a problem of salvation. How you use your wealth is another issue entirely and that is between you and God. The issue as Paul pointed out is simple, you can not worship God and money at the same time, so whatever you make of your wealth, just let it not rule over you for that always leads to corruption. Rejoice for the good things God has given you, help those who you can and let your conscious be clear when you go to bed.
Let me tell you something, I saw a catholic priest here in my city, he has a big mansion, 4 cars, really rich guy. 30 feet away from his pearly shining gates there is a small cottage with a very poor family living there, two people died in that house with tuberculosis, one old woman died of starvation. The girl, one of the two people who died, was 26 years old at the time of her death and weighed only 40 pounds. The rich priest next door simply never cared. So much for "love your neighbor", right. That is the point which one should not fall down to.
We are not only responsible for the things we did but also for the things we didn't - those which we could have done.
And about Solomon: Ivel, the Bible mentions Solomon's wisdom and wealth in an almost superhuman way. While I have no doubt of his existence and kingship, I do not think he was the wisest and wealthiest of all time. Plus Israel under Solomon was one of the wealthiest nations of its time, but that was a period of half century and after the shining in its hay day, it all slowly went down to the point where Judah was captivated and exiled later. Solomon's wealth in the Bible is in comparison with his neighbours so treat it in that context. Some people, probably because of the simplicity of the Sunday school teachings have carried the notion of all wise and rich to heart without ever questioning it.
It would be a blessing if they missed the cairns and got lost on the way back. Or if
the Thing on the ice got them tonight.
I could only turn and stare in horror at the chief surgeon.
Death by starvation is a terrible thing, Goodsir, continued Stanley.
And with that we went below to the flame-flickering Darkness of the lower deck
and to a cold almost the equal of the Dante-esque Ninth Circle Arctic Night