Fair


There are days I have to remind myself frequently that life is not fair, God never said it would be. How could it be? We live in a sin filled world, certainly not one that evenly distributes pain, joy, wealth and poverty. When I have these days it serves me well to remember that the main reason I typically have such feelings of discontent is that I place certain expectations on other people, a.k.a. sinners. These are expectations I feel I place on myself but do I really? Do you? I also need to remember; I’m a sinner too and have let people down in my life. I don’t intend to be unfair but it happens. It is far too easy to point the finger at others and not look in the mirror as deeply as we ought. 

Matthew 7: 3-4 “Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye? 4 How can you say to your brother, ‘Let me take the speck out of your eye,’ when all the time there is a plank in your own eye?”

I experienced a couple of slights to my person today that hurt my feelings. The people who slighted me likely have no idea they did so. It was not done maliciously (at least I don’t think so). So, I have a couple of choices; I can make the slights known in the hope it won’t happen again or I can overlook the slight and make the choice to not be hurt.

Proverbs 19:11” A person's wisdom yields patience; it is to one's glory to overlook an offense.”

The world might tell me to speak up and defend my precious ego. But wisdom tells me to let it go. I never really considered before that there can be a little pain in wisdom. (Given the pain my current school work load is giving me I am apparently not quick on the uptake.) Ok ego, time to take a back seat and get over it.
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