Life is not fair

"That's not fair!" I cried in outrage when my sister got to go and I did not. "Life is not fair" was always my Mothers reply. I didn't get it back then, I didn't understand why it couldn't be, and I didn't understand why it was pointed out to me every single time.
Now I'm an adult and don't live with my parents anymore, but still my Mom's words echo in my mind. Every time I want to go where others are going and somehow it doesn't work out. Every time I see another living the dream that I've dreamed my whole life. Every time he smiles at her. Every time I wake up in a home not my own. Every time I watch another get credit for what I did. I cry and pout in my heart and shout to God when I'm alone, "That's NOT fair!" and I hear Him reply sounding much like my Moms voice "Life is not fair."
I'm finally beginning to understand; others may but I may not. No, I don't drink and it isn't always by my own choice, and yes, my friends do, and no it isn't fair, but it doesn't have to be fair. Every person is different so I guess everyone will get to do different things. Sometimes God tells me I can't do the things that my friends can do.
God help me to listen when you say no, and not to stomp my foot and cry and scream and throw a little baby fit. No, it isn't fair, but that's ok. It doesn't need to be fair, it needs to be you.
Maybe there's a reason for all the unfairness of life, maybe there's a reason I'm not married or in a relationship yet while a lot of my friends are heading that direction. There is something that I have to learn in the unfair times, and I can only pray that I won't be to dense or wrapped up in the unfairness of it all to understand the purpose behind it.
Perhaps it's that I'm still in school and every unfair thing is a test to see how I will react. Will I throw a fit to get my way? Or will I submit and obey, trusting that God know's best.