It's NOT fair...

I remind my boys often, that life isn't fair. I can still hear my own mom telling me that life isn't fair. And you know what? Life ISN'T fair. Yet lately, I find myself surprised that it isn't... I can deal with life not being fair and things being thrown at me that teach me lessons or make me a stronger or better person. I can swallow that this 'unfairness' builds character and that life isn't all about ME. I can even accept that life can't always be a bed of roses- how would we know how good it is if we didn't have some thorns along the way. Here's the deal- when the things that are unfair in MY life make things in other people's lives unfair, I find myself whining that 'it's not fair'! Why should my hurts and hangups cause someone else's unfairness in their life? Why should my experiences that I'd soon forget create situations in other people's lives that to me seem 'unfair'. But that's where I stop and realize that I'm making it all about ME in my attempt to make it about someone else. Let's turn the tables... Who am I to question what God uses to teach me or anyone else how to be a better person? Who am I to question the experiences in my life that He uses to draw myself or others to Him? Who am I to believe that God couldn't use whatever He wanted to bring about His perfect will? So I've come full circle in my whinings... Life isn't fair, for me or anyone else. But I serve a God who wants me to come to Him with my 'unfairities' of life, as well as my good times, and listen to what He's whispering and see what He's showing me, and learn what He's teaching me...so I can become who He created me to be, whether it's fair or not... I have to wonder if God looks at us and just shakes His head and thinks "it's not fair"!! :)