Whose Fault is it When You Fail?
I have had so many many people influence my life. Some have hurt me, and I have learned to heal. Some have helped me, and I have learned gratitude. All have made me a stronger person and lead me to where I am today.
But what if things were different? What if I had given up? Stopped forgiving? Stopped trying? Rejected help?
No doubt I would speak of many people. People who hurt me, people who failed me, people who broke me. Some kind, but misguided people. Hypocrites, weaklings, control freaks. I would say that it was all someone else’s fault, this mess I was in…but would it be?
I pray often that I can be one of the good influences in someone’s life. But I know I have often been a neutral, or even a negative influence. These are real sins or virtues, for which I will give an account.
But there is one burden I know I cannot bear, for it is a lie. It is not my fault that some of my friends have failed, died, lost love, lost hope, lost the Lord.
Whether I could have done better is one thing – but the decision to live or die, to succeed or fail, to rise or fall, to hope or despair – these are decisions only you can make for yourself.
And all I can do is try to be there for you, then release you to God, and pray that He will give you the freedom to make the right choice.
And my soul, my soul, my soul – you must be free from carrying burdens which are not yours to bear. Weep for the lost, and in weeping pray, and in praying release, and in releasing go in peace.
For it is not in you to bear the sins of the world. They will crush you, if you do not turn them over to the One who alone can bear them!