All I Have Needed

In the hymn, Great Is Thy Faithfulness, there is the line, "All I have needed thy hand hath provided."  It goes on to talk about how great is God's faithfulness toward me.  Me.  "Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord unto me."  I certainly wouldn't argue that point.  He has been more than faithful to me.  He has been generous and gracious beyond any reasonable expectation.
But what about them.
We are surrounded on every side by poverty off all kinds.  Poverty of resources.  Poverty of education.  Poverty of community.  Poverty of hope.  Where is His faithfulness to them?
As we flew into Guatemala City, I had a window seat for the first time.  About half an hour out, I was watching the rolling hills, jagged peaks, river valleys, high plains and incredibly rich beauty scroll beneath us.  There was a lot of forested area, but there was an equal amount of hillside meadow.  There were vast, undeveloped areas without a hint of any human habitation.  Every now and then, a little hillside village would appear.  Little communities of no more than 100 dwellings.
Then suddenly, Guatemala City appears.  Our approach brought us over the city from the west and we circled around and landed from the south, giving us a view of about one third of this sprawling city of four million people.  Shacks and palacial estates sit side by side.  Middle class walled communities coexist with slums.  The first car I noticed was a Mazerati Granturismo.  Their are the extremely poor selling their handcrafts out side of international five star hotels.  The disparity is striking.
I know that Jesus said. "the poor will be with you always," but did He mean that he means for people to suffer in poverty?
I believe He has been faithful and His hand has provided ... we just can't handle it.  While people are malnourished, Guatemala's second largest industry is agricultural exports (mostly to the US).  People live in shacks while new luxury resorts are built.  Election posters abound from every possible ideology, yet nothing ever changes.  People continue their ancient animist practices, struggling without hope, while tourists visit cathedrals and chapels.
Great is His faithfulness to me, but what is the nature of my faithfulness to Him.