It's not fair that I'm not married. It's not fair that even though I literally studied Child Development and Family Sciences, and work with kids and families daily, I don't have a family of my own.
It's not fair that my students have to struggle with dyslexia all their lives. It's not fair that we have to helplessly watch the people we love the most, struggle. It's not fair that so many of us have to battle learning disabilities, and mental illnesses, daily. It's not fair that people have disabilities period. It's not fair that some people are completely healthy, and other people have cancer, or need transplants. It's especially not fair when those people are children. It's not fair when kids lose their parents to cancer or illness or accidents. It's not fair when parents abandon their children. Its not fair when marriages end in divorce. It's not fair when people are abused; physically, sexually, mentally, or emotionally. It's not fair when people are starving. It's not fair when people are forced to leave their homes and countries and families. It's not fair when there is war. It's not fair that anyone is prejudice against anyone.
It's not fair that those things are all actually occurrences in the lives of people I love. And it's not fair that there are billions of other people who have lived on this earth, and have faced those things and even much worse. It's not fair.
And I can't explain it. I don't know why it's unfair.
I had someone challenge my belief in God recently because I could not explain these inequitable differences in the world. And frankly, I don't think I'll ever be able to explain them. I'm a simple reading teacher, not a great psychologist, sociologist, politician, or scientist. I can't really even explain to you the three branches of the US government.
But I can tell you this. Because of what I do all day for my job, because my personality is that of a listener and I have heard SO many people's life stories, because I am the oldest and was thrust into the roll of "nurturer" from almost the beginning of my life, and because everything else I have tried to base my life on has failed; I have come to the conclusion that the point of life and hardships and injustices is to teach us to love.
And I believe God is the one who allows us to have those opportunities to learn to love. But again, I'm a simple lady. And my simple view is that life is unfair in order for us to learn how to really love; and maybe you don't believe like I do, that it is God that orchestrates those experiences. That's fine. I don't care. I also don't care if you are a republican or democrat. I don't care what your sexual preference is. I don't care what race or gender you are. We can ALL identify with the need to be loved. So we can all acknowledge the absolute necessity to learn HOW TO love, and how to love BETTER; how to better love people that have the things we so desperately want, how to better love people with less, and how to better love the people who live lives we don't understand or agree with.
So why do bad things happen to good people? Why is it that some people never get the things we work our whole lives for? Why do things fall apart and bring us to our knees?? Well, one way to choose to look at it would be that we are being given one more opportunity to learn sympathy, empathy, compassion, charity, and pure unbiased love. But ultimately we make that choice. I just think it's a choice that would literally change the world.
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