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WHAT WENT WRONG?

WHAT WENT WRONG?
As I write this, I feel a deep sadness in my heart, not for myself, but for the world around me. If you had a heart, you’d feel that sadness too. If you were to write you book of lamentations or write a book of all the terrible things life could present you, what would you write? What would you say went wrong?
When you wake up in the morning really sad and depressed, and your next meal you do not know where it’d come from; or safety is not even sure in your own home. Or maybe you’re privileged to know where breakfast is coming from, but you don’t know how you’re going to eat it because you can’t. Or your family is scattered and in pieces and you lack happiness and peace of mind and all you can ask is – “What Went Wrong?”
Maybe you’re a student and you don’t know how you’re going to pass a course or pass an exam honestly, and as it is, you’ve failed quite a number of courses; or you’re a youth and you feel really sad because much is expected of you and your life is not giving enough, or maybe you cannot figure out what you want to do with the rest of your life because right now, what you’ve done with it is nothing to write home about. It’s tearing you apart mentally, psychologically and all you can ask is – “What Went Wrong?”
Maybe you were really a reliable guy or lady and something happened and another thing followed and you ask “who the hell am I?” or “I don’t even know who I am anymore”, and you look in the mirror and you don’t like what you see or you look inside and you don’t like who you are and all you can ask is – “What Went Wrong?”
Maybe you are the breadwinner and you’re faced with more problems than you can handle and it’s killing you, and your dreams are fading away and simplicity of life is not an option. You look up and there’s no answer and you don’t want to cry because if you do, the tears will not stop flowing, and there’s a question deep in your heart – “What Went Wrong?”
Maybe you are a sinner, and you feel helpless, sin is choking you, and you can’t breathe. You feel yourself drawn to hell; you feel a weight you can’t take off. Maybe you’re an addict who wishes he/she weren’t addicted. And you want to be free, you want to shout, you want to be heard but you can’t, and you try and try but each time you crash; you look back and wonder how it all started; you look for who to blame, and there’s no one, and you’re left with a question in your heart – “What Went Wrong?”
Maybe your life is falling apart, and you’re finding it hard to pick up the pieces; or maybe everything and everyone around you doesn’t seem to understand you, even you don’t understand you, and it’s driving you crazy and you pause and see its effect on your life and you wonder – “What Went Wrong?”
Don’t look at me, am asking the same question – “What Went Wrong?”
Maybe you’re stuck in all of these situations; maybe you’re stuck in two or three. But it all takes us back to one place. That place is where we left God. That’s what went wrong! We left God! I realize that everything about life and living depend on Him, the moment we left, everything change and we were forced to carry this problems ourselves. That’s why you feel the weight crushing you, that’s why you feel the burden burdensome, that’s why you are not who you want to be and that’s why you can’t pull yourself out.
“What went wrong”, well, we now know. What are you going to do about it?

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