I Thought I Was Right

"I thought I was in the right yard." That is what he told me when I found the person who had mowed half of my yard. He had gotten the wrong address. He was supposed to be mowing the overgrown yard next door, and he was to mow it as low as possible. By mistake, he was scalping my yard. He thought he was doing the right job. He had good intentions. I would even concede his heart was in the right place. But he was wrong. He damaged my yard. Good intentions and a certainty that he was right did not change the facts.

I know that is how some people view their relationship with God. If we have good intentions, or really believe that what we are doing is right ... then everything will be fine in the end. Why would anyone believe that we, the created, have the power over God, the Creator? Or, why would anyone assume that if it turns out that the God they have denied actually exists, that He will overlook their ignorance.

God is either real ... or He is not. If He is, then He sets the rules, not us. Being mistaken about God is not a decision without real consequences. It is a matter of life or death. Literally!

I believe He is real. I have staked my life on it. But I cannot make that decision for you or anyone else. I would if I could. But I can't. You are the only one who can make that decision. But I would be honored to visit more about why I made my decision. Just write me at steve@hopeforlife.org. Or join the blog at www.hopeforlife.org.

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