Last night while we were praying the Stations of the Cross, we came to the last one…Jesus is laid in the tomb. It struck me that his disciples at that point thought him a failure
…and then he surprised them.
Got me to thinking too, how I have judged others as failures, and given up on them….did I miss out on surprises with them???
I know that I do not suffer fools easily…watch me roll my eyes.
Yet, if I can believe failure is an option for myself, then it has to be for others, otherwise I am even more arrogant than I assume.
and in the end, isn’t that God’s love? We fail, and fail, and fail, and yet God lifts us up again, again and again?