I know that I shouldn’t expect comfort.
And usually I am okay knowing that.
Sometimes it’s hard to accept when I am living in the reality of hardship, but I know I don’t necessarily get to live in comfort.
However, compared to others, I am living and do live in comfort.
It hit me hard when Chris was gone last weekend and I was watching Survivor on my bed with my laptop.
I realized that as I was living in the “lap of luxury,” there are people living out survival for real in Haiti and other 3rd world countries like the Phillippines or Uguanda or Cambodia or India or Honduras….You get the picture.
Even in our own country there are people struggling to get by each day. Not just financially, but also emotionally and relationally.
I have a friend who has adopted all her kids from Colombia. I’ve posted about her before: M. But these past 15 months or so have been pure torture for them at times. Oh, they LOVE their kids, but in part that’s why this year has been so insane. They have had to make some of the hardest decisions parents have ever had to make in their life, and they are grieving. There is much I want to say, but for their sake, I will refrain. I’ll just say that instead of getting easier, it’s gotten so much more difficult.
All I want to say is, “Why, God? When M is one of the most faithful women to you that I know, why are you putting her through this challenge? Why can’t someone else learn this lesson? Why can’t someone else be put through her pain? It’s not fair!”
Is this okay? Is struggling for someone else by telling Jesus that He’s not fair to my friend okay to do? I hate that she is going through this. HATE IT! I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to say. I don’t know how to pray for her (which I am trying to do daily).
I also know it’s not about me.
It’s about her.
If she were any lesser of a person, she wouldn’t make it through this challenge (for lack of a stronger word). But I still don’t think it’s fair.
How do I pray for her comfort?