John 9:2 And his disciples asked him, saying, Master, who did sin, this man, or his parents, that he was born blind?

It’s not my fault! That’s the name of the game isn’t it? Someone has to be at fault. My parents, the school system, my friends, society, my counselor; take your pick or add one of your own. Either by nature or nurture I ended up the person I am, it isn’t my fault.

No, I am not about to take you down the rabbit hole of entitlement. Wouldn’t think about going there. The issues of fault finding are as old as man himself. Wasn’t it Adam who first pointed the finger of fault at Eve? So by nature we all seek to survive by feeding one another to the wolves.

May I suggest that finding fault fixes nothing? Or is it that you are not interested in a fix? Are we jaded by observing so many fixes that made things worse? Even our medications that are supposed to relieve our suffering come with disclaimers that the product may cause, itching, numbness, paralysis, swelling, blood clots, stoke or death. No problem just call 1-800-BAD-MEDS.

OK, OK, I’ll give you the fix to end your suffering. Repeat after me; “It’s my fault. I made bad choices. I cannot fix this life by myself. I need you Lord Jesus. I surrender.”

Suffering after all is a state of mind. Finding fault does not make you feel better about yourself, it only fools others who are looking for someone to judge. What you need is a new way of thinking, a new attitude.

2 Timothy 1:7 For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.