You cannot be born alone. Chances are your mother was there, if not others.
Hopefully you were born into a family, but even if your
mother abandoned you, you are still here so someone took care of you. You were born into a group. You were born under authority, someone
to watch over and show you the way.
Regardless of how good a job they did, it was someone’s responsibility.
You went to school, even if it was at home, you had teachers,
you were under authority, someone to watch over you and show you the way. Regardless of how perfect they aren’t,
it was someone’s responsibility.
It is virtually impossible to make a living apart from
others. Chances are, if you work,
you work for someone, with someone, there are authorities, people to watch over
you and show you the way.
Regardless of whether or not they are qualified, it is someone’s
responsibility.
When you come to the end, you will need someone, someone
with authority over you, to watch over you and show you the way. Regardless of whether they do it in
love or obligation, it is someone’s responsibility.
No where in our lives do we ever go it alone. No one, anywhere is an authority unto
themselves, we call those who think they are tyrants.
No where in our lives are we ever under the authority of
perfect people. All of them make
mistakes. All of them do both good
and bad, damage and help.
And yet, when it comes to God and faith, suddenly we think
this occurs in a vacuum. We are
under no authority. No one can
teach us. No one can show us the
way. No one is qualified, no one
is loving, no one is good, no one is perfect enough.
Except us.
