Scapegoats

"There are many scapegoats for our sins, but the most popular is providence" -Mark Twain


I am a blamer.

I blame my Father for leaving me.

I blame my Mother for not raising me right.

I blame society for not supporting me.

I blame my wife for not supporting me in my dreams.

I blame my kids for needing me constantly.


Here's the rundown:

My Father screwed up, but I am responsible for my actions.

My Mom did her best, and loved me the best way she knew how.

I can change my part in society, and I also have to realize that I am not owed anything.

How can my wife support me in my dreams when I never follow through with them? And the truth of the matter is that she has, and will continue to be supportive of me, but it falls on me to make my goals and strive to achieve them.

Of course my kids need me. They are growing, learning, finding their way in the world, and I am their guide. My family can be a ship. Maybe I can be their Compass. Lisa the sextant. The world is their Chart. God is the Sun and the Moon and the Stars. Jesus is the rudder. The Spirit is the Wind.

I choose to love My Father, My Mother, My Wife, My Children.

I choose to love.