As our family currently faces several trials, nothing aggravates me more than when someone asks the question,
“Why so many things at the same time in the same family?”
“Why would God allow this?”
“Why do our prayers seem to go unanswered?”
Friends, these are dangerous questions. They smack of an entitlement point of view—of spoiled children asking,
The Bible is clear.
I have told you these things, so that in Me you may have [perfect] peace. In the world you have tribulation and distress and suffering, but be courageous [be confident, be undaunted, be filled with joy]; I have overcome the world.” [My conquest is accomplished, My victory abiding.] John 16:33 (AMP)
Even Jesus’ followers are not immune to the trials rampant in the world (while we do have hope for the world to come).
My question, then, is not,
“Why NOT me?”
Why have I never spent so much as a day without food or shelter while millions are born into poverty and homelessness?
Why have I (and members of my family) with potentially life-threatening illnesses been kept alive due to medical advances and easy access to medical care?
Why have I never faced danger in an area torn apart by warfare or terrorism?
Why have my children been born safely and survived childhood while women in many parts of the world will bury most of their babies before the age of five?
Why was I—a female—provided with free, public schooling while girls in other lands are denied education, or worse, sold into slavery or early marriage?
Certainly this is nothing to my credit.
I was not entitled to this privileged life.
So as someone born into privilege, what is my responsibility? When I face various trials, will my heart be softened to those for whom trials are constant? Will I reach out a helping hand to those who do not have the resources I so often take for granted?
Will I allow God to speak to my heart and show me:
There, but for the grace of God, go I?