God is not fair, no He's not. He's righteous and loving. He's compassionate and merciful. He's just and wise. He's miraculous and trustworthy. God is not fair because if He were, we'd all be condemned.
Fairness implies standards. Fairness assumes morality. Fairness demands a measurement. Unfortunately, when a human speaks of "fairness," it always means that he or she is using a standard, a morality system and a measurement that befits his or her ideals. Sadly, humanity is flawed. It is likely that any system we devise would also be flawed.
It seems rather comical to hear people talk about what's fair. My 5 year-old's concept of fairness is very simple: if he gets what he wants, then it is fair. All else is not. Politicians with more years of public debate essentially are like my 5 year old; they just have better vocabularies and are better rehearsed in their deliveries of eloquent, persuasive speeches that make simple issues sound more complicated. But the concept is the same.
This brings me to the recent revelation I had about 1 Corinthians 13 passage -- the part pertaining to "when I was a child". It seems that my prayer times are filled with childish complaints of unfairness, much like my 5 year olds.
I tell Him how unfair it was that "I should have to work when my other girlfriends are 'enjoying' full time motherhood." I complained how unfair it was that "I am stuck with a car that I despise." I complained how unfair that I should have a job that did not pay enough. I complained how unfair it was that I should have to live across the country from my family. I complained how unfair it was that I have been faithfully tithing but that I am not experiencing immeasurable wealth.
Of course, I do temper this with, "yes Lord, my life is not as bad as those struggling with loss of jobs, loved ones, divorce, financial ruins, betrayal, torture and diseases but nonetheless, I am miserable because you are not fair to me." (Or more accurately, not giving me what I want, the things that I think will make me happier).
I think at this point, if God were fair, He would start to take away all those things that I take for granted and deem not good enough. And perhaps start to give me the things I deserve. (Um…I don’t really want to go down that road!)
Closer study of the Bible reveals that God does not give us what we want or what we deserve. Instead, He gives us peace, wisdom and grace. He gives us the desires of our heart, which I had always thought meant He gives us the stuff (e.g. things people, circumstances) that our hearts desire. Actually, I think it means that He puts new desires in our hearts, His desires (which are better than our desires that tantamount to lusts of life). After all, His ways are higher than our ways, His thoughts higher. I think He exchanges our childish desires for Godly desires.
In doing so, we would stop speaking childish things and start to speak in the language of love. We would be following the instructions to pray ceaselessly and bring all of our supplication with thanksgiving. That sounds like the perfect antidote to turn complaining time back to prayer time.
So, I thank you God that I have a job, a home, a loving husband and child who greet me every day after work. I thank you that I have a car with air conditioning. I thank you that my pay meets all of my needs after tithe and still have left over to not have to cook every night. I thank you that I have families and they are healthy, alive and well. I thank you that I live in an age where I can call them by phone or video phone (while riding in my car). And that it only takes a plane ride to see them. And I thank you Lord that you don't give me more money than I can manage properly.
And most of all, I thank you God for not being fair and not giving me what I deserve. I thank you for giving me the immeasurable wealth I don’t deserve in Christ Jesus, including but not limited to salvation, kindness, mercy, justice, forgiveness, love, miracles, wisdom, grace, the power of His name and the ever present Holy Spirit.
I've written to ease my pain; I've written to hear my voice; I've written for vanity; I've written for sanity; I've written for fun; I've written for laughs; I've written for me; I've written for money. But until I write for God, this talent is for naught.
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