There is much in life that strikes me as unfair. It is unfair that the bad guys seem to win as much or more than they lose. It is unfair that those who cheat seem to get ahead, especially as they get older and more into the flow of life. It is unfair that there is little or no accountability by those around them that know or by “life” whatever that means. There are so many things that could and should be corrected, immediately. It is unfair, isn’t it?
I have often reflected that it would be ok to life with things that were unfair if only those who cut the corners, took the shortcuts breaking all the rules, and used things that were not theirs paid an appropriate price in the end. Far too often I find myself becoming judge and jury, easily concluding that the offenders were guilty of crimes against humanity, or at least the relationships around them! The facts were on the table, clear for all to examine. The motives of all the parties involved are obvious; we know the details don’t we? The conclusion when combined the facts and motives is virtually automatic.
In the casualness of a foggy English morning my soul easily informs me that my judge and jury conclusion is just as “unfair” as those I find accused. I can never know all the facts, see the real heart, or draw the conclusion. The best that I could do if appropriately empowered would be to openly and transparently work through each step. This never happens behind closed doors or in the real or metaphorical darkness of the night.
What I am left with is a longing that “they” will get their just desserts. I am longing, thirsting, begging that this will happen. Along comes Wisdom with this promise; “Get as rich as you want through cheating and extortion, but eventually some friend of the poor is going to give it all back to them.” (Proverbs 28.8)
Now the only thing left is trust; mine of the Divine.
