Fail

I fail. In fact, I fail a lot. I have been a failure in relationships. I have been a failure in school. I have been a failure in ministry. I have been a failure in self control. You name it and I've probably failed in it. But I haven't failed life. I think what I like most about life is that it always moves forward. There is always a new day. Maybe God made it that way to remind us that He is very much the same. We can fail time and time again but He is always inviting us to move forward, to learn from it and to grow from it. I guess I have begun to have a strange appreciation for failure. It reminds me that I am alive. It disrupts my flow of life and steps all over my pride. But in the off chance that I succeed in something that I have failed previously, well quite honestly it makes it all the more meaningful. To be honest, if I was always successful I think I would probably forget what true success is. Surely it has to be more internal than external in the end. It must come down to the change and growth of the heart. And to be successful in this way, we have to fail.