Failure is an Ugly Thing to Waste

Well, I never thought I would have to do this for this blog, but in hindsight I should have seen it coming. My life can almost be defined from apology to apology; from learned experience to learned experience. However, what happens now is the hardest part in my opinion, and that is where I have to man up and come to terms with my faults and where I go wrong.

This blog was meant to be a place where I could just muse on life and share it in a slightly more open place than a journal. So yeah, that's effectively what this is, a journal of what I think and feel. However, it took on a connotation with something I never wanted it to and that is a burn book. For those not associated with the movie Mean Girls, this would be a place for people to raz on everyone around them to make themselves feel some twisted form of accomplishment. In my recent post, I did just this. I took out my frustrations and anger on an individual I have failed to understand or come to terms with and slandered his name as a fellow man created in God's image. I was wrong and I will deal with the consequences of these actions. 

Once again, I have taken it to heart that I must reserve all that I think and write to this blog to encompass to the cares of all of you, my readers and those whom they care about. If anyone sees me as less of a person because of this, I would not fault you for I am prepared to receive just a reaction as that. Do I have an answer for you? No. There is no answer or logical syllogism that will repair my name as a writer and a man of God. I can only hope that in the future, you may see me as I am, a broken man who has failed to live up to the expectations of those around me.