not the answer i wanted

I guess I should explain that last post a little bit, considering how dark it sounded.

This week was the week that I watched Michael Moore’s documentary SiCKO in my Health Sciences class.  I recognize that some of the stuff presented in it are meant to be taken with a grain of salt, but it was a pretty good reminder of why I wanted to get into health administration in the first place–so I could do something about some of the atrocities committed by people working in the business of healthcare.

I used to think that having the power to pass the right legislation was the key to making things right, but I eventually realized that people are at the core of the problem and that no amount of social policy would ever make things right.  I just felt so small and helpless.

So after having finished watching SiCKO, I came back to my room, put in a prayer, and opened up my Bible in hopes that God would show me something to let me know that everything was going to be okay.

That…didn’t happen.  Instead, He shows me stuff like this:

“Who will have pity on you, O Jerusalem,
or who will grieve for you?
Who will turn aside
to ask about your welfare?
You have rejected me, declares the LORD;
you keep going backward,
so I have stretched out my hand against you and destroyed you—
I am weary of relenting.”

Jeremiah 15:5-6 (ESV)

That’s just encouraging, isn’t it?  I mulled that over in my head for awhile before going to read another section of the Bible, hoping that maybe I’d get lucky and read something that was…you know, happy.

Nope.  I got to read Acts 22-26, where Paul gets arrested and thrown in jail for witnessing to the people at a temple in Jerusalem about his encounter with Jesus and his conversion.  Totally didn’t help.

I figured, “Okay, third time’s gotta be the charm,” so I tried one more time.  No dice.

Hear this, you who trample on the needy
and bring the poor of the land to an end,
saying, “When will the new moon be over,
that we may sell grain?
And the Sabbath,
that we may offer wheat for sale,
that we may make the ephah small and the shekel great
and deal deceitfully with false balances,
that we may buy the poor for silver
and the needy for a pair of sandals
and sell the chaff of the wheat?”

Amos 8:4-6 (ESV)

Essentially, God was denouncing the rich for exploiting the poor for their own benefit.  It goes on to talk about how judgment day would come to Israel soon and it wasn’t going to be pretty.

Lovely.

While I didn’t get the answer I wanted, I think God gave me the answer that I needed, meaning there was still some solace to be found in what he revealed to me.  He let me know that he heard my plight and that he’s eventually going to make things right…one way or another.

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