I’m not alone. We who have so much, so much in the way of material possessions and life choices, often think in terms of what we deserve. We take on a god role of approval and disapproval. We have a stamp of approval that says ‘Deserve’ and another that says ‘Don’t deserve’ and we use them at whim.
A friend told me that I deserve a hot shower. Her intention was kind and loving, but I’ll tell you who really deserves one. Not me, but a homeless woman on the streets of Boston, or New York, or … you name the place or circumstance.
I can say that I don’t like this latest snowfall, but deserving it has nothing to do with what’s going on.