“Life isn’t fair. Anyone who tells you otherwise is selling something.”
I recently read an article that discussed the process we go through when meeting others. During the first few moments of conversation, we decide if we can trust, and respect, the other.
I have found myself guilty of snap verdicts over people I’ve never met, or taken the time to understand. It’s a defense mechanism that justifies my unwillingness to step outside of my ego.
As children, we learn to deny candy from strangers. This protective measure is well justified, as children lack common sense and protective ability.
Yet, as adults, this protective nature evolves into a shell that blocks out the unknown.
Fear loves walls, darkness, and nurturing.
When I look at the life of Jesus, I see a man that cared for others by meeting them in their native environment. He didn’t have any judgment for the ‘sinners’ but for the religious upright.
The world isn’t fair. Period. If it were, justice would prevail in a righteous way, where those who did the crime would serve the time.
In America, we incarcerate the man who smokes a plant, collects rainwater, or lives off grid. We reward those who steal, kill, and destroy, with golden parachutes and bailouts.
Bill Clinton was a regular on the “Lolita Express” – a Boeing 727 plan, owned by convicted pedophile, Jeffrey Epstein. He took over 26 trips, ditching his secret service detail on at least 5 occasions, to fly with a man that has raped children as young as 12 years old. LINK LINK
Justice is not served in our nation.
I used to believe justice existed in our country. It’s the reason I refused to give money, time, or conversation to the homeless and poor.
As I started to look around, I noticed that the world isn’t a fair place. My choice to look the other way, prevented me from having compassion.
A big change happened when I met Sister J; a homeless woman at Lake Merritt. She has become somebody I’m happy to call a friend and sister.
Sister Jane may smell like the streets, because that’s where she lives. Yet, her spirit and soul are more beautiful than the Armani suits and Chanel dresses I’ve met.
She understands what it means to give, receive, and share life with others.
Why else are we here?
It doesn’t take a lot of time to summarize every outcome of our pursuits to figure out if they are of lasting value. For example, it’s important for us to have a career and way of living. That’s a fact.
Fast forward to the end of your life and see what redeeming value your pursuits bring to your deathbed. Careers end, possessions become burdens, and no amount of money can buy another breath.
We are here to love, be love, and show compassion to those around us. There is no greater pursuit on this planet.
You don’t have to go to Lake Merritt to find the Sister J’s in your life. You already know who they are. And they are waiting for you to meet them with love, understanding, and compassion.
And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity. 1 Cor. 13:13
• the act of giving money, food, or other kinds of help to people who are poor, sick, etc.; also : something (such as money or food) that is given to people who are poor, sick, etc.
• lenient judgment of others