Proverbs 19:3- A man’s own folly ruins his life, yet his heart rages against the Lord.
When I read that this morning I thought of all the times in my own life when I have asked God why he allowed me to stumble and fall so much. Most of my serious mistakes were made when I was younger and much more foolish, but I still do something stupid once in a while.
When bad things happen, especially to children or to anyone we deem innocent or blameless, we tend to blame God for “allowing” such things. Yet, when we want to do something we rely on the gift of “free will” and thank God that we are not drones programmed to serve him. We want it both ways. We want to have choices, but we want someone to take the heat if we choose unwisely. And we are often reluctant to see that any choice we make today can affect not only our own life, but the lives of those around us, perhaps for generations to come. The eventual outcome could be good or bad.
Someone told me years ago, in defense of their heavy drinking, “I’m not harming anyone but myself. I don’t drink and drive. I’m not a mean drunk. I just stay home and enjoy myself.” I’ve now lived long enough to see the genetic repercussions of that drinking on his children and grandchildren. So much for his theories…
Of course some of the choices we make aren’t that serious…or are they? I often wonder if even the little things like the words we frequently use and the movies we watch and the clothes we wear eventually change something fundamental within us. If I am too tolerant of profanity or violence or coarseness will I in due course embrace it? Food for thought today. I hope most of the choices I make today are wise ones.