Why Me?

The other day I went to get my haircut, which is a big deal for me.  When we lived in India I would only get my haircut every 6 months when we would go out of the country, either in Thailand or the US, so usually it is a big occasion for me.  Anyway, I just got a trim and that is not what I was wanting to share, but while I was sitting in this salon waiting for my turn I was watching this one girl in a chair getting her hair dried by one of the guys working in the salon, while a filipino lady gave her a manicure.  Here in Jordan there are a lot of Filipino workers, who either clean houses, are nannies, or who do service jobs.  And as I sat there and observed I thought to myself, "Why ME?"  Why was I born in a country where I am free to do what I want.  Why was I not born in a low caste family in India where we all lived in one room, and I couldn't go to school but had to beg for a living.  Why was I not born in a place where I was so desperate to make a living for my family that I would live in another country and be treated horribly, just so my kids could get an  education.  Why was I so lucky to be born to such loving parents who believed in me and encouraged me to follow my dreams and do what makes me happy?  Why was I born in a country where there is so much opportunity?  Where I am free to do what I want, and not what I am expected to do?  why me?  

Seeing other cultures has definitely made me appreciate where I have come from and I hope to never take it for granted.  And I hope that I can see people for who they really are.  Not for the color of their skin, or what country they are from, but to look past all of that and to see a person with wants and needs just like me.    I need to remember to reach out to people, even if it is just with a smile to let them know they are valuable.  God help me to do this, and to use my life to be a blessing to others.