"Her family has money and resources—my poverty means God didn't bless me."
How it sounds in your head: The woman across the hall has a private room, better care, resources you never had. You struggled financially your whole life. If God loved you, wouldn't He have provided like He did for her? Maybe you didn't have enough faith or give enough.
"Listen, my beloved brethren: Has God not chosen the poor of this world to be rich in faith and heirs of the kingdom which He promised to those who love Him?"
-- James 2:5Prosperity gospel distortion that equates earthly wealth with God's favor—making the wealthy 'more blessed' and the poor 'less faithful.'
Lack feels like evidence when you've been taught that blessing always looks like abundance. Her comfort versus your struggle seems to measure whose prayers God answered.
Lazarus had NOTHING—a beggar covered in sores, eating crumbs, ignored by the wealthy. He died, and angels carried him to Abraham's bosom INSTANTLY. The rich man who had everything went to torment. Earthly lack meant nothing; eternal position meant everything.
I REFUSE the lie that her money proves God's favor. IT IS WRITTEN that God CHOSE the poor to be rich in FAITH and heirs of the KINGDOM—I am WEALTHY where it counts. Earth's bank account doesn't measure Heaven's. IT IS WRITTEN that the first shall be last and the last first—I'm about to collect dividends she can't imagine. I walk in the BARAK blessing of Abraham—blessed in the city, blessed in the field, blessed coming in and going OUT. My inheritance isn't in this room; it's in ETERNITY. I am the righteousness of God in Christ, and my wealth is guaranteed.
The Father isn't comparing your room to hers. He's been storing up TREASURE in Heaven for you—rewards for every day you trusted Him without seeing provision, for every time you praised through lack. You're about to be the wealthiest woman in eternity.