Thinking about the suffering that individuals carry in life, I consider those whose load seems lighter than mine and those whose load seems too difficult to bear. Sometimes suffering is a consequence of our actions, but many times both blessing and suffering are randomly undeserved.
Pain and suffering are no respecters of person. What fairness is there to the situations into which we are born? Do we take for granted the simple fate we have of being born into advantage beyond what many others in the world have? Can we even imagine carrying the burdens of poverty, war, and ruin?
Having drifted into an attitude of entitlement, we often believe it is our right to have the lifestyle to which we are accustomed. Our generation has never experienced truly difficult economic times. Like the Laodiceans, we could say we have need of nothing.
While there was widespread panic concerning Y2K, there seems to be little acknowledgment that we are in for a serious economic adjustment, both nationally and personally. It seems like people are in a bubble of denial, not recognizing that the bill for our overindulgence is soon coming due.
Being somewhat self-centered, the pain we experience personally is most important to us. As security and comfort are threatened, will we cry of our suffering? Do we understand that we have not deserved the ease we have enjoyed?