“You delivered a baby today? All I did was fold a load of laundry and dust the house!”
The entire room erupted in sounds of laughter, but as everyone continued to enjoy their pizza while listening to my doctor friend tell this crazy birthing story of a teenager who couldn’t reach the foot pedals and her baby daddy who already had a 2-week-old infant from another girl, I began fuming on the inside. I was kicking, screaming, and throwing the biggest three-year old temper tantrum fit you had ever seen in the middle of the cereal aisle. And honestly, I could have cared less that this baby daddy who couldn’t keep his pants on, or that she, a child herself, could conceive so easily. What I cared about the most was the unfairness of it all! Why did I have to suffer? Why did I have to endure the heartache and pain of infertility? Why did I have to pay thousands of dollars for treatments, supplements, and other medicines to even have a chance to conceive a child? But them? And so many others? Bada bing, bada boom, and poof…baby!
This temper tantrum I was throwing took me by surprise because it’s not often I think about how life isn’t fair. Growing up I was taught that life was just that…unfair. We live in a fallen world and bad things happen to good people and good things happen to bad people. God sends the rain on the just and unjust. It’s just the way the cookie crumbles. But on this night, and for some particular reason, all I could think about was how I didn’t deserve this!
And maybe you have the same thoughts. Maybe you want to just lay down and throw a three-year old fit too. Or perhaps you already have. And more than once. Well, sister, I get it. Because it’s not fair. We don’t deserve this. But there is one truth I always cling to in these moments that keep me held together and that this: even in the unfairness, even in the pain, and the lifeless situations we face, I believe God is still on the move; He is still up to something. And when we think He is silent, He is simply working behind the scenes causing all things to come together for our good (Rom. 8:28).
God knows life isn’t fair. His own son, the One who loved without borders, healed the sick, raised the dead, and fed thousands of men and women with just a little boys lunchable, was betrayed and sold to hang on the cross to die not for his own sins, because he was sinless, but for our sins. Where is the fairness in that? If Jesus faced unfairness, what makes me, or you, think we will not experience it as well? Not very comforting though, uh? And I realize this; which is why I don’t find peace in the fact that Jesus also faced circumstances that were unjust and unfair, or pain He didn’t deserve; but rather because he went through them, something beautiful and amazing came out of it.
And sweet sister, that is what brings me comfort. That is what gives me peace in the unfairness of it all. You see, in case you missed the point, Jesus overcame his lifeless situation and I have crazy hope to believe that you and I will too. So stop and take a breath…and then another one. Because God is not surprised by the unfairness you face; nor is He unsure or baffled about how He is going to take care of that situation which seems ridiculously unfair and most of all undeserving to you. He has your back. Therefore as hard as it is to not let your emotions overtake you, or allow your limited perspective to guide your thoughts, choose instead to trust in His sovereignty. And believe through the eyes of faith that while you might be facing a heartbreaking Friday, your resurrection Sunday is coming.
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