Life is not Fair

I cannot really explain the taste to you. It has a sour kind of taste, almost like something you would not want to eat any other day, but the significance of it is just too amazing. Communion is one of my favorite traditions that we do at Church. It was best put recently, it does not matter how you really feel about communion in your religious circles, nor should it really matter what you tend to call it. Communion is always to display the meaning of one event, Jesus’ body as broken for us on the cross. We are to eat the broken bread, in remembrance of Him. Jesus blood was spilled to cover our transgressions and iniquities, we are to drink, to remember this gift of grace.

In my life right now, there are so many reasons I do not feel worthy to be in the position I am. I do not feel at all like I am worthy of being a leader, or helping out kids, or getting people to understand what it is to really pursue Christ. But when I come back to the cross, I do not feel worthy of being died for. I do not feel worthy of such a gift. It does not seem fair.

With overwhelming humility and unworthiness, I proclaim out of the depth of my heart; Thank you God, for not being fair. Because fair would merit me a trip to hell, or worse. I am a sinner. I needed something more than I could achieve on my own, and you sent Jesus to pay the ultimate price for me. I cannot pay it on my own. I deserve what it was I would have received. But all-in-all, you are not fair; you are gracious. I thank you from the depths of my heart, for being gracious, and not fair.
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Food for thought: What is it in your life that just makes you feel so unworthy? Is it not amazingly loving and gracious that God does not deal in terms of fairness? Is it not great he deals in terms of love and grace? Think about it… most of us, including me, need to get on our knees and thank God for not being fair.