Thursday, September 10, 2015

I was wrong

There have been times when I knew exactly what needed to be done to bring resolution to a conflict I was in the midst of, the end to an unbearable situation, clarity at a time of confusion and chaos.

I knew what to do but wasn't willing to do it. I was afraid of the outcome. I was not willing to take the first step, particularly if I could not see where that step would lead, or if I was afraid of where it might lead.

I was not willing to run the risk of being wrong. I was not willing or prepared to defend myself if I were challenged. I was in resistance. I gave into fear. And I was wrong. Faith has taught me that.