When God Fails Us

I used to believe that we were all the same. How naive we can be when we are babies. There was a time when I felt the world was in God’s hands and that he had our best interests in mind. I used to believe those things, I did, but those days came to an end along with my innocence.

Looking back, I can recall the very moment of my devastation, the moment I realized that there are some things God just can’t do. The same God I had been told over and over can do all things, was actually bound by his own laws and regulations. Sure He can perform miracles such as healing the blind, the deaf, the disfigured and even bring back the dead, but he seems to be utterly incapable of changing the minds of the very people he created.

Some would cry out blasphemy, but they would be wrong. God isn’t allowed to change our minds, we must do that ourselves. He gave us free will, so we cannot blame anything we do on him. Everything we do is by choice, be it directly, such as hitting someone, or indirectly, like angering our parents because of who we love. And while this truth seems so daunting, I find a lot of hope in it. I am comforted in the fact that people don’t mistreat us because God tells them to, they do it by personal choice. They do it because they choose to. They appoint themselves representative of God, but they never stop to think. He’s God, He doesn’t need their help.

When I was a boy, I knew I liked other boys. I had no idea that this was not socially acceptable, nor did I care. As a child we don’t concern ourselves with things if that nature. I believe this is what Jesus was talking about when he said we could only enter the kingdom of God if we were as one of the little ones, as a child. We are not supposed to concern ourselves with the misdeeds of other people, all we have to worry about is ourselves.

God can’t do the thinking for us, we have to do it, and no one is excused for their sins by pointing out the sins of others, because God can’t forgive a hypocrite .