
The Blame Game
“It was the woman you gave me who gave me the fruit, and I ate it.” (Genesis 3:12)
The second significant verse all Christ-followers should know is found in the story we simply call "The Fall." The fall, by the way, wasn't a trip. It wasn't simply a matter of losing one's balance. It is more like a crash and burn.
Directly disobeying God, Adam ate the forbidden fruit. Granted, Eve was the first to eat it--and she actually initiated the blame game--"It was the serpent who tempted me--it was his fault!" But Adam quickly joined in on the game.
It appears the blame game has been around a looooooong time. The trouble with playing that game, however, is that it never solves or resolves anything. When was the last time you pointed an accusing finger at someone else and said, "It was his/her fault!" and things turned out well? I rest my case.
We won't make any significant progress with our lives until we stare down the truth by staring ourselves in the mirror and saying, "It was me. I did it. I messed up. I'm the rebel."
I know--it's scary to admit that. We think we will be rejected by all those perfect people who've never mess up. But eventually we figure out that those perfect people who never mess up don't exist.
So the next time you find things going wrong, push the pause button and ask yourself this question: "Any chance this has anything to do with me any part of me?" Getting in touch with your "inner flawed-ness" is the first step to finding freedom.

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