This one’s a question for you all. Lets get some interaction going on this blog for a bit eh? I’d love to say, once a week lets just chat about something but you know how it goes, I’ll look at this post in a years time and think, what happened to that resolution…
Anyways my question of the day is… “Should life be fair?”
I find myself most grumpy when I think life hasn’t been fair to me, when I’ve changed 4 pooey nappies in one day and husbandface hasn’t had to change one. When I’ve been up 5 times a night and he’s been up once. I find myself feeling most awkward when I have had more rest than him, when I’ve had more quiet time to myself than him. When I have more cake than him. I struggle to enjoy these times if I don’t think they are fair, that I haven’t earnt them.
I struggled lots over the holiday because husbandface has had a bad back, his painkillers knocked him out loads and I had to do more than I usually would in the holidays. I have been grumpy and complaining because of this.
I want to accept that life isn’t fair, that it’s ok for us each to be more sacrificial in different times in our marriage and in life. I want to rejoice because God never said things were going to be fair, he just asks us to love deeply and widely because he has loved us in ways beyond fairness. His love is not fair. It is not fair of him to keep on loving me despite the many ways I throw that love back in his face. But still the voice keeps nagging away. It’s not fair.
Anyone got any thoughts on the matter?