Justice?


My friend, may I ask you a question? Do you or I deserve anything from God in the way of blessings? How about our fair share of what is good and sought after in this life? Does anyone really have a right to their portion of anything in this life?

Life’s a story, welcome to This Passing Day. I'm Mark Brunner.

“I don’t deserve this? Why do I have to put up with so much frustration and grief when others walk around enjoying life, going on trips to Hawaii and buying a new car whenever they want?” Perhaps you’ve never said this out loud; but there probably isn’t a person among us who at least hasn’t thought it. I happened to turn on the television recently while I was preparing a snack for myself. There was a commercial on for a hair-coloring product and a well-known actress was talking about her hair that had once been mostly gray. But now she was a blond, just the way she looked decades before. She laughed and ran her fingers through her hair. She looked straight into the camera, smiled broadly and with a wink she said, “Come on. Do it. I did. Besides--don’t you think that you deserve to look younger just like me?”

Did she deserve it? Was it her fair share of what is good and sought after in this life? Does anyone really have a right to their portion of anything in this life?

Here’s a story: A socialist once came to see Andrew Carnegie, the great industrialist, and soon was complaining against the injustice of Carnegie having so much money. In his view, wealth was meant to be divided equally. Carnegie asked his secretary for an assessment of everything he owned and at the same time looked up the figures on world population. He did a little arithmetic on a pad and then said to his secretary. “Give this gentleman l6¢. That’s his share.” (Unknown.)

Our fair share. As I watched the camera fade to the next commercial I fancied what that might mean to me, a balding, gray 55 year-old. Didn’t I deserve a full head of hair and my or