It's 10:42pm. I'm currently sitting on my couch watching Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, wasting a little time on facebook, and about to go get my cup of tea. Sounds like a good night, yes? I guess so... For some reason I'm not entirely happy. This is almost theraputic. Why am I not happy? I'm not entirely sure. Sometimes life just doesn't make sense. I think I want one thing, and then all of a sudden I want something entirely different. Some things that I really want are just out of reach, soon to be gone entirely. Why does that happen? I don't get it... Maybe I'm not supposed to get it, or maybe I'll get it later! Who knows...
So here I am complaining about my life and how annoying it is and all that, and then God says, "Um, hello Gwen! Have you seen My world and the hardships going on in it? Look around you." I see third world countries with children starving. I see people living under freeway overpasses with shopping carts full of trash and dirty blankets. I have a roof over my head, a family who loves me, plenty of food to eat, and yet I am complaining? Today at church we sang happy birthday to this lady. What does she get for a birthday present? The deaths of two of her children... And I think my life is hard? Honestly, I don't think I know the meaning of a hard life. Yes, I have my drama and other stuff, but really. I haven't lost a family member, I'm not living on the streets barely surviving, and I'm not living on a small portion of beans and rice. What can I do for the people whose lives are so much harder than mine?
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