hope springs eternal

why are things the way they are? why were we born in such a place as this?
i watched slumdog again tonight and for some reason i got to thinking afterwards about how blessed i am; and how desperate the situation is over in India. after chewing on that a while, i've gotten to thinking about why God put me here in America, rather than in a poor slum like those in the movie. why do i deserve to sit by lamplight and write from this perspective, from this end of things? why has God put me in this circumstance rather than another?

i also got to thinking; is this the worst the world has ever been? are we tearing ourselves apart? from the sun-scorched countries in Africa ravaged by AIDS, to the slums of India where a quarter of the world's population lives, mostly under the poverty level, to the countries oppressed by corruption and injustice, to our own nation, where morality is becoming a subjective topic and we are growing increasingly cold; where will it end?

is there hope for our generation? for the world? what will surround our lives in the future?

and yet:
" I will sing of the Lord's unfailing love forever! Young and old will hear of your faithfulness. Your unfailing love will last forever, Your faithfulness is as enduring as the heavens." (psalm 89.1-2)

God. You've blessed me and i don't know why. however, the fact still remains. help me to bless others through your blessing. give me hope for our world and remind me that all things are in Your control.