Today I woke up to the sound of music and got out of my comfortable bed after having eight hours of sleep. I finished my school early and spent a while talking to friends on the computer while scanning old photos. Now, we have a family over for a delicious supper. All in all, I had a wonderful day. I am blessed with family, health, friends and a great home, which I thank my God for. My life is good. I am happy.
But something deep inside my soul is afflicted.
Everyday in this country 4,000 babies are killed at the command of their confused mothers. Less than I mile from here, lost people are consuming drugs to escape from their sorrows. Somewhere in this city, someone is being beaten. In this neighborhood, some guy is looking at porn. One block away, a girl falls asleep without her mother or father. Thousands of teens this very night are trying to find love by sacrificing their purity. Millions of people in this world are starving while I now eat my chocolate cookie. Hundreds of people this very night are being tortured for proclaiming Jesus as their Savior. Leaders of our national government forsake their wives for fleeting sinful pleasure. Children all over this city are living with only one parent, or maybe neither. Wives and husbands stubbornly split their families in two, along with their kids’ hearts. I personally know many people that are slowly dying. Adults sacrifice precious time with their own children, only to enable themselves to buy more possessions that will never fill the holes in their souls. Families are torn apart by hatred.
And no, I don’t live in a bad town. It’s a very nice little town with a thriving community and a “great school system.” But I do know for a fact all that I mentioned before is true. Our world is falling apart while we sleep at night. Every minute hundreds of people die and are separated from God forever.
Life is not good. I am not happy. God has blessed me so richly and I often selfishly complain that I don’t have enough, when people all around me, even with all the riches in this world, are missing the greatest treasure.
It is times when I reflect on tragedies such as these when I understand why we are commanded to “Pray without ceasing.” How can we in good conscience ever stop pleading to God to save our planet, when we know of all this evil going on in our world?
Other than the sin in my life, I am a good person. Other than the bad things happening, there is nothing to pray for. Other than all the suffering in our world, life is good. The more I think about all this, the more I see that saying that life is good is as absurd as saying the clouds are blue.
Thank God for your blessings with every single breath, and beg him to have mercy on our world.