So my entire day has revolved around a situation I felt cheated in, a situation I felt to be UNJUST, something that I built the biggest pity party EVER around...
...and then I did my Solo. Wow. My cries for justice are literally drowneded out. Still valid. But drownded. "They rip off the poor...exploit the unfortunate...they shiver through the cold nights...the infants of the poor are kidnapped and sold." Oh, life could be worse. Instead of begging for a fair shake, I could be begging for LIFE or FOOD or SHELTER or a CHANCE.
I think because God found me HERE...totally absorbed in my own needs and "pain," He was able to open my heart to the raw needs around me. Those who need God's justice in their life, but need me to be His instrument of justice and peace. There are those without food that I could feed. There are those without parents that I could parent. There are those without new clothes that I could clothe. There are those who are hurting that I could comfort.
Too many days I spend so concerned on my own life being justified I miss all those around me that need HIS justice flowing from ME.
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About Me
- Betsy
- A recovering people-pleasing achiever, I am rediscovering God's grace and clinging to the slow, quiet moments in His love.
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