And then thankfully comes the gift of perspective. Ah, what a refreshing slap in the face it is! I'm reminded of just how hard life is for others around the world. Like persecuted Christians in eastern and middle eastern countries. Like children sold into the sex-slave market. And then my heart breaks all over again for my own selfishness and for the injustice I see all around me.
And then I think about God. He sees it all and His heart breaks too. Yet He is patient. He is merciful. I think of Joseph from the Old Testament. He got a bad deal, being sold into slavery, falsely accused and imprisoned year after year. If anyone had a reason to feel sorry for himself it was Joseph. But Scripture never records anything negative about him. Eventually Joseph was released from prison and rose to the top as Pharoah's right-hand man in all of Egypt. And I remember my God is a God of justice. And then I return to a place of gratitude in my heart for just how blessed I really am, also having the assurance that God sees the injustice and will take care of it in His time.
In closing, I'd like to leave you with Psalm 121:
I will lift up my eyes to the hills-where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth. He will not allow your foot to be moved; He who keeps you will not slumber. Behold, He who keeps Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep. The Lord is your keeper; the Lord is your shade at your right hand. The sun shall not strike you by day, nor the moon by night. The Lord shall preserve you from all evil; He shall preserve your soul. The Lord shall preserve your going out and your coming in from this time forth, and even forevermore.
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