Was what my mom used to ALWAYS say to me. But really life isn't fair. Let me give you a few reasons why I'm feeling this at the moment:
1. My hair is frizzy & curly
2. I love Fl, but it's climate hates my frizzy & curly hair
3. I can never grow my nails out
4. My left eye can never seem to catch up to my right (I say this entirely with humor btw...I'm very confident about my eye) :)
5. I love heels yet I'm 5 ft 10 in shoeless...below sea level....at the bottom of the Grand Canyon
6. I love my name, yet people always call me Karen, Kara, Kathy, Kathryn, Kareese
Ok, so those were some serious, yet humorous reasons. Let me share with you some of my less humorous reasons as to why life is not fair for me:
1. I seem to always have a major stress/worth as an employee issue with whatever job I have. i.e. Social work & now I'm some political vendetta target
2. I'm away from all my really good girlfriends & have yet to even come a hair close to finding any up here.
3. My schedule is rarely actually based around my own schedule....it's around Paul's work or his seminary classes.
4. What I want to be when I grow up is a mom. Well, I'm grown up, but it's not yet time for that. What do in the mean time?
5. I'm not super outgoing & talkative & funny
6. I don't make friends really easy
7. You're not good enough for your job
8. Your'e not really good at anything....even dance anymore.
So...ya that got a little out of hand huh? Notice how it started out with "I" this or that, but progressed into "You're not" this or that?
Man, look at how easily Satan can influence how you feel based upon your thoughts. I seriously did not plan to write #4-8. I'm not saying that "Oooo Satan is controlling my fingers and making me type." But I AM saying that all the thoughts of why life's not fair do not come from God influencing me.
God has blessed me with SO much! Why is it so hard sometimes for me to remember this & to focus so much on why life's not "fair"? I know why, but it's incredibly maddening. Grr to my flesh & Grrr to the fact that I let my guard down so easily....spiritually.
I wanna kick that lion in the FACE that's always prowling around waiting to devour me. Thanks goodness God
is way more powerful than my kicking foot to the face.
Next post....a little more positive
