Life is not fair. I think that is my motto.
I say it more than I probably should.
But, I believe it wholeheartedly.
I let it consume for a while. I have told God every day how unfair it was.
I said it was unfair when I couldn’t find a job after graduation.
It was unfair when it took a few months to get pregnant with Hannah and then I thought I was going to miscarry.
It was unfair when I was so sick that I was hospitalized when I was pregnant with her.
It was unfair that she had a skin condition.
It was unfair when we were swamped with medical bills.
It was unfair when I was so sick again with my second pregnancy.
It was unfair when they told me something was wrong with Sadie’s brain.
It was unfair that she had to go to the NICU.
It was unfair that I thought I was going to lose her.
It was unfair every night I had to leave her at the hospital.
It was unfair that she had to struggle so much.
I probably could go on all day. I’m not proud of this, of my perspective.
I think in some ways I was right. The things I had to go through weren’t always fair. But by what comparison? Who ever told me life was fair?
I am a follow the rules type of person. When I followed the rules by trying to live my life by God’s standards I got angry when things were still hard, or when things didn’t work out in my favor. We are taught that when you follow the rules you don’t have to face the consequences of breaking them. In life though, that’s just not true.
Bad things happen to everyone. Sometimes they are a result of our decisions and sometimes they just happen.
There are two sides to the idea that life isn’t fair.
What if life was fair? Would that be any better?
What if you had to face the consequences for everything you do or say? What if nothing was ever forgiven, if you were caught in every white lie, if you had a punishment for every time you lost your cool.
If life was fair, God wouldn’t have sent his Son to die for our sins. He didn’t HAVE to. He is a gracious God that loves us. Because of Jesus we have forgiveness for all our sins, the little ones that no one else sees and the big ones that we have to accept consequences for.
Thank God, life isn’t fair!
I don’t think it’s bad to have the motto that life isn’t fair. As long as you can keep the perspective that you are on the receiving end of life being unfair instead of being a victim of it. It has taken me 27 years and a lot of tears to be thankful that life isn’t fair.
Do you believe life isn’t fair because of all the bad things that happen to you? Or do you believe that life isn’t fair because you don’t have to repay all the debts that you owe?