I really wish I could blame somebody else. I wish I could place the responsibility on someone else. I would love to point the finger at someone else. I wish I could convince myself that it was somebody else. I tried to feed myself the logic that it was somebody else. For a moment about my argument that it was somebody else. There is always another sinner who can bear my fault. There’s always some circumstance that can carry my blame. There’s always some factor that made me do what I did. There’s always somewhere else to point rather than looking at me. But in the darkness of bedtime, the logic melts out of my heart. In the moments before sleep, the pain begins to squeeze away my breath. As my mind replace the days moments, the conclusion is like a slap. There’s no monster to hide from. There’s no excuse that holds. My war is not external; the enemy is not outside. The struggle rages within me – no where to point or run. No independent righteousness, no reason for smugness or rest, I am my greatest enemy and rescue is my only hope. In the quiet, I face it. I cannot blame somebody else. One more time I close my eyes, admitting that my only hope is found in Somebody Else.
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And there is salvation and no one else, for there is no other name under heaven given among men by which we must be saved. (Acts 4:12)
Are you also tempted to point out others or circumstances when you are to blame?
Do you truly believe your only hope is found in Jesus alone?
For further study and encouragement, read Romans 3.
