Lately these events have been taking place more and more, and when that happens I always look to myself.
When arguments are rising among my children and disobedience is running rampant in my house, I often have a heart check and look at how their behavior could possibly be a reflection of my own.
I know that children are disobedient, but when my children are acting so out of line I often have to ask myself how I am setting the tone for my home. As parents I don’t think we take enough responsibility for the culture and the atmosphere of our home. I know I don’t.
As the unfairness of life echoed throughout my home through the cries of my three children, I had to ask myself what injustice was I hanging on to.
Let me tell you, it’s hard to let go of an injustice. It’s hard to just forget what seems to be so unfair in so many ways. As I reflected my own behavior I came up with a list of plenty of “injustices” that I was holding up towards God on a nice little platter, and yelling “it’s just not fair!”
God didn’t take care of it, not the way I had hoped. I think we can all admit that when an injustice happens, we want to see people pay for the wrong they have made against us. This is such a dangerous place to be, I have been there before and fell flat on my face.
I can tell you from personal experience the more we cry for justice, the more we will feel offended.
I remember several years ago I was hurt, and I felt what this person was teaching was wrong. I even expressed my opinion time and time again, for the whole world to see. It was a mess. Everyday I woke up feeling a bit more proud of myself because I was right, I mean I had the Bible to back me up. But don’t you know, the fall off of my own little pedestal was hard. I learned real quick that the repentant heart receives grace, and the sinful heart receives mercy. I was prideful, I’m sure this person received grace and mercy.
In one swift moment the security I had in my religious pride was swept away in one quick swoop, and I mean it happened fast, like over night. It was over. I had nothing else to stand on in order to build my case.
Do we really want justice for the everyday offenses like gossip and lies?
Is the justice we are demanding for our offenders to receive the justice we would like to receive?
The older I get the more I realize life goes on. We can’t please everyone, and the people whom I have offended, and who have offended me, have all moved on with their lives.
Sometimes we waste too much time crying out for justice and we miss our opportunity to live out our purpose and be obedient to God.
I think the most painful part of seeking justice is the pit we find ourselves in while we wait to see the offense correct itself. In the waiting we lose sight of our path and what we have been called to do.
My kiddos wouldn’t be happy if I just stopped what I was doing so that I could sit around and hope for justice on my offender, just like I am not ok with them not doing their chores because “it’s not fair” they have to clean the toilets and so-and-so has to clean the kitchen.
I am sure the Lord sees the offenses made against us, and I am sure His heart is grieved by every offense we make against each other. However I do think He likes to ever so gently remind us what He DID do about all of these offenses, and that they were forgiven in full on the cross.
Justice has already been served.
I’ve said it before, your justice for being offended will result in blessings being poured down on you. Grace and mercy follows God’s forgiveness on the cross. When we desire justice we forget mercy, but God says His justice is given through grace and mercy.
So life may not be fair – it’s really not. The good and the bad in this life are just a reflection of the unfairness of it all. I don’t deserve to wake up every morning more than the next person, but I did wake up this morning, and I am sure a precious child somewhere in this world didn’t. You know what, that’s not fair in my book.
There are so many unfair things in this world, but we still need to move forward.
When I went to God with my injustice just one more time He told me to write, so that’s what I am doing right now. I am writing. I think we can patiently wait for God to move in our life while being obedient to the call He has given us. It will address the unfairness because then we will be living each precious moment with a heart bent on grace and mercy , and knowing that life just isn’t fair, and that isn’t always a bad thing.
In Breaking Pride you will learn to identify different areas of pride in your life. Filled with encouragement, Breaking Pride will take you through a practical reading of what pride may look like in your life…
Let’s stop building walls of pride and start building the foundation of grace within our lives…