All of life is a gift

So many of us have desires for our lives that begin: “I deserve” or “I must have.” We want what everyone else has. We ask God for very specific things. We want life to be somewhat fair.

Of course, it’s very human of us to feel this way. But if we don’t get what we want and a season of life turns out quite unkind, we so easily grow angry and bitter. And then angry and bitter some more.

Though I am not in this place right now, I know this bitterness of unmet desires and lots of “Why, God? Why me? Why is this my life?” complaints. And it’s miserable. Really, really miserable—especially if you just can’t seem to find your way out of it no matter what you do.