“It’s not fair!” We hear it all the time. “It’s not fair
that your piece is bigger than mine, that you are skinnier than me, that you
have more money . . . ”
I agree – “It’s not fair!”
It’s not fair that I live in America when I could have been
plopped in any other country.
It’s not fair that my husband still loves me, well likes me,
ummm OK he tolerates me and that’s saying a lot!
It’s not fair that I live in a beautiful home with a sturdy
roof that doesn’t leak and a furnace that works.
It’s not fair that I have four wonderful, healthy sons.
It’s not fair that my belly is full and hunger is short
lived.
It’s not fair that my closet has more clothes than I can
wear.
It’s not fair that my refrigerator and cupboards are full.
It’s not fair that I have 3 beautiful daughters-in-law.
It’s not fair we have a business that takes a lot of work
and that we are healthy enough to accomplish it.
It’s not fair I can walk outside my home with no fear.
It’s not fair I have eight healthy, fun loving, incredible
grandkids.
It’s not fair I have _______________________ fill in the
blank. I could fill a notebook.
So, it’s not fair and I thank God that it’s not.
