When faced with injustice I tend to be mad. I tend to be upset. I tend to stress. When faced with injustice I cry. I get angry. Injustice makes me want to quit. To give up and just be like everyone else. Do my own thing and not care. Then I remember Jesus.
“Who, being in very nature God, did not consider equality with God something to be used to his own advantage; rather, he made himself nothing by taking the very nature of a servant, being made in human likeness. And being found in appearance as a man, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to death— even death on a cross!” Philippians 2:6-8
Jesus that not only saw injustice, felt injustice, was hurt by injustice. Jesus who in his very nature was God and didn’t use that as advantage. Jesus who loved the ones who were unjust. Jesus who loved the ones who hurt him. Jesus suffered a death that was unjust. He did nothing wrong and he was obedient to the father in his unjust suffering. He died for the unjust. He died for me. It’s hard. It gets so rough sometimes, but then I remember Jesus. I remember Job, whom when lost everything “and said: “Naked I came from my mother’s womb, and naked I will depart. The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away; may the name of the Lord be praised.”” Job 1:21 Job didn’t know why that was happening to him, but today while I was reading his story I was thinking if only Job knew how his devotion to God and his life would touch so many other people’s lives. He would delight even more in the Lord. When I face injustice I remember something that Henry asked me the other day. He asked me if I thought my grandpa was sad because he died. And I told him I didn't believe so. I think it was sad for him to be sick. However, I didn’t think he is sad now though. He asked me why. I told him, my grandpa raised a good family, he knew Jesus and he taught his family and others about Jesus. So I believe he is happy with the Lord. And he asked me if I was not sad. I told him that I was and it is sad to lose someone we love, but I believe one day I will see my grandpa again. I believe that all the hurt will be healed in heaven. So when I faced with injustice and I want to quit. When I think some things have no solution. I remember hope. Hope that died for me. Hope that made all things right. Hope that loves me. Hope that came from heaven to set me free. I still cry out when I feel powerless and hurt. However, I know someone who has the power to change all circumstances and I believe if He didn’t do yet. He has a purpose even if I don’t see it. I remember what He said.
“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.”” John 16:33 NIV
The troubles are very real, but He made a promise. I want encourage us to remember where the real hope comes from. Good things and bad things in life will perish. Covid or no Covid. God stays the same. In that hope we can trust.
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