Fairness is for Monkeys

If you have committed your life to Christ, one of the greatest victories you can achieve is when you come to the point of understanding that your circumstances in life aren’t a measure of God’s trustworthiness.

That faith is about the Unseen and obedience is about trusting, not seeing.

We have a tendency to search for fairness. If we feel we have been good, faithful church-going Christians, yet we get a diagnosis that rips at our hearts, we wonder where God is. Why do we deserve such “punishment.” How is that fair? When a marriage is shattered and pain is in the offing, we wonder how God could allow it, when we did all that we could in the relationship.

It just isn’t fair.

It’s very tempting to put God on trial in the courtroom of our circumstances.

The problem, of course, is that the standard of fairness is our own, not God’s. This is ironic when you consider that Christians are the benefactors of the most unfair exchange in the history of mankind, when our sins were nailed to the innocent Christ to the cross.

Resist the temptation to draw any conclusions from your circumstances. To be sure, His view is often opposite our own.

“Blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you, lie, and say all kinds of evil things about you because of me. Rejoice and be glad because you have a great reward in heaven!” Matthew 5:11-12a

My brothers and sisters, be very happy when you are tested in different ways. You know that such testing of your faith produces endurance. Endure until your testing is over. Then you will be mature and complete, and you won’t need anything. James 1:2-4

Peter turned around and saw the disciple whom Jesus loved. That disciple was following them. He was the one who leaned against Jesus’ chest at the supper and asked, “Lord, who is going to betray you?” 21 When Peter saw him, he asked Jesus, “Lord, what about him?” Jesus said to Peter, “If I want him to live until I come again, how does that concern you? Follow me!” John 21:20-21

The pursuit of fairness is tempting, since it so permeates our culture. Yet it is a dead end.

It is an immature expression, like a 5 and 7 year old fighting over three quarters of a french fry in the back of a mini-van.

Or, like two monkeys…