
It’s not fair! It is so not fair! Why have I been blessed with way more food than is healthy for me when there are other children of God who live in the agony of hunger-emaciating starvation? Why do I complain about my mattress being too hard when there are many who have no place to lay their heads and who may not even survive the night? Why have I been taught what’s right and given a personal choice about purity when there are girls being sold into the sex trade every day? Why do I know truth when many will die in the hopelessness of their lies?
Dear God, You said to whom much is given shall much be required. Surely I am more indebted to you than anyone else in the world! And Lord, this morning again you have allowed my eyes to see and my heart to feel the pain and emptiness of those in darkness, and those in tremendous poverty without you. You have made me responsible for what I have seen and heard. Why, after these thousands of years, is there still poverty and ignorance like this? Why are not more people catching the burden when the need is so blatantly obvious?
I have been teaching school in Reading, PA for the past 5 years, which has been very instrumental in my journey with God.