Saturday, October 25, 2008

Whatever happened to personal responsibility

Is it just me, or does the theme of our times seem to be “It’s not my fault?”  Whether it’s the economy, the political process (does anyone know what these candidates are for? Where is the vision we can rally around?), or especially in our personal lives.  It’s always the same conclusion.  I’m a victim, the devil made me do it, it his/her fault, if life was more fair, on and on and on.

Doesn’t the Bible say that “we are more than conquerors in Jesus”?  We can choose to with hope, peace, optimism, good will and faith no matter what our circumstances.  People screw up, plans fail, stuff happens but God is still God-all knowing, all powerful and always with us. He not threatened when we question or uninterested in our problems.  He loves us even when we don’t  feel it.  We do not have to take the path of least resistance.  We do not have to give in to the gloom and doom that is playing 24 hours in our world.  We can chose how we respond.  We are not victims.  This is our chance to stand in faith.

Am I the only one that gets frustrated with our country of victims?  Maybe I’ve on political commercial overload – need to take a break from reading out our current economic situation.

2 comments:

Jenny said...

Yes, it does get frustrating. But as we model the truth, people will see it in us and want that in their own lives.

Personally, I think that is the biggest problem, we all are to much alike for them to see a clear difference.

Jen

laura said...

I once heard a pastor say that he "liked big buts", please notice the absence of a "T". What he was referring to was the phrase that appears in scripture so often "... but God." Man acts foolishly doing x... but God does something incredible in response.
But God... it is so like human beings (myself included) to take this wonderful word that preceedes God changing the playing field and doing something amazing and twist it into a tired old game...
BUT you don't know what I've been through... BUT I can't help it I have _________ (fill in the blank with the diagnosis of the day)... BUT he did it first.
It's not your imagination, Ed, we have all become whining little snot nosed 1st graders trying to avoid having to sit out of recess.