I ASKED GOD…
I asked God why I wasn’t rich.
He showed me a man with the wealth of a thousand kings, who was lonely, and had no one to share it with.
I asked God why I wasn’t beautiful.
He showed me a woman more beautiful than any other, who was ugly because of her vanity.
I asked God why He’d allowed me to become old.
He showed me a boy of 16, who lay dead at the scene of a car accident.
I asked God why I didn’t have a bigger house.
He showed me a family of six, who had just been evicted from their tiny shack, and were forced, to live on the street.
I asked God why I had to work.
He showed me a man, who couldn’t find a decent job, because he’d never learned to read.
I asked God why I wasn’t more popular.
He showed me a socialite with a thousand friends, who all left the moment the money and parties were no longer there.
I asked God why I wasn’t smarter.
He showed me a natural born genius, serving life in prison for making ill use of his knowledge.
I asked God why He put up with a thankless sinner like me.
He showed me His Bible.
He showed me His Son who took my place at the judgment.
I knew then how much He loved me.
What’s eating you today? Are your problems weighing heavy on your heart?
Know, then, that you are LOVED.