Confession

I feel better about myself when I'm suffering. I don't want to spend money not because any money I save I can send to Africa to feed children, but because I feel guilty about having so much when others have so little. But I realized that my suffering doesn't do anything to help anyone. I could do these children so much good if I prayed for them, but I see now that my goal isn't really to help them. It's not about them at all. It's about me, and feeling good about myself. When I deny myself I'm not honoring God, I'm feeding my pride.
I might never be able to explain why God has blessed me with a roof over my head and enough food to function properly. I don't know why I have the opportunity to get the best education this world has to offer, and can access every resource necessary to accomplish any goal I might set for myself. But it does me no good to try to get rid of these blessings in the name of fairness. Instead, God gave me these blessings so I could bless others.