Oh how I wish it was! It would make things so much easier, but I guess it has been something so drilled in me that I have to accept it. When I was little, I always liked to say, "That's not fair. How come so-and-so..." It's like the century old saying, and what all parents say back is, "Who ever said life was fair?" I remember one time my sis and I were fighting, and all I remember is that it had something to do w/ scissors. I wonder why now. And I remember my dad telling me that - for the hundredth time, and I think I finally got it on the hundredth time.
Someone said that to me today, and my only answer was "I know." But now that I've thought it out, life isn't fair, but if life was fair, there would be no problems. And if there were no problems, I would never be challenged. I would never grow. And because of life's unfairness, God teaches me and blesses me in new ways I'll never imagine. I have proof. If you want to know, ask me the next time you see me. God works things out for the good of those who love Him.