For me to ask, why me, God? Could possibly indicate
that I never fathomed I would be in the position that I am in at this point in
my life: unemployed (no job within my ‘training’) for a year and a half, on the
brink of losing my place of peace, and the potential inability to fully provide
for my kids...there’s more but I will not highlight my MINOR issues. Yes,
minor!
After thinking about that nagging question that
appears to have taken perpetual refuge in my left eardrum, I have concluded
that if I allow myself to entertain the question or assign it to my life I am
in a direct and indirect way communicating that the jobs that people do like
litter removal, dog waste pickup, restroom cleaning, dumpster positioning for
trash collection, and those other dirty jobs/extreme blue collar jobs that
people like me, 'the educated', were CONFIDENTLY assured by high school
guidance counselors and college professors that we would NOT have to do if we
persevere...push on and complete a worthless high school diploma and acquire a
few letters (BA, BS, MS, PhD) behind your name; I and the 'educated' would be implying that we are too good to be blue
collar. I am not too good…I am fitting for doing the undesirable jobs.
Thankfully, I have not recklessly succumbed to 'Why me,
God?' Even when I type that question, I get heated...angry that others have
embraced and waddled in, 'Why me, God?' Not surprisingly, the men and women who
insulate themselves in this repugnance are the once financially stable, in foreclose
homeowners, overpriced vehicle drivers, bachelors or master’s degree obtainers,
and more than likely the impatient Starbucks customer.
So, if you are asking yourself that pathetic question
or have asked...please know that you are not immune because you are white,
black, female, male, rich, excessively wealthy, with college degrees, or simply
because you are an arrogant American citizen.
Eventually, life smacks us all...some just have to
endure The Trauma of Life longer than others which by the way cannot be
explained via religion. No one really knows why the most innocent and decent of
us are living in a God-made hell.
See your life for what it is...fragile and
unpredictable...please understand that the unexplainable is not to be
explained…and know that God cannot answer, Why me? If God did respond we would
not/will not learn from the mistakes/missteps that we believe God has identified for us. Learning from our wrongs would
reveal what we continue to search for each and every day, Security. No one is
safe…
The Pseudo Preacher
