When someone you care about such as your child, friend or spouse fails in some way, who do you hold responsible? Do you help them realize that they are accountable for their action or lack of it? Or do you blame yourself for their failure and then clean up their mess?
God does not clean up our messes. He gave Adam and Eve specific responsibilities and clear instructions. He told them what would be healthy and what would be destructive. When they disregarded their responsibilities and disobeyed his instructions, he did not blame himself. He did not say, “Oh, I’m a bad parent; I must have done something wrong”. He did not say, “Oh, I’m a poor gardener; I must have made a mistake”.
He held Adam and Eve accountable for their decisions and actions. Unlike God, some of us get confused about responsibility. Instead of holding others responsible for their destructive actions, we blame ourselves. We are overly dependent on their opinions, think we can’t survive if they don’t like us, and become so busy making them happy that we neglect our own responsibilities and growth. In doing so, we harm both ourselves and others.
Why do we do this? in his book, When Pleasing You Is Killing Me, Dr. Les Carter identifies unhealthy pride as the root cause of such behavior. He says that failing to confront others is a common practice of people pleasers. I’ve been reading his book during the last few weeks, and I’ve found myself in its pages. Recognizing and admitting to that root of pride brought me relief. It’s the bit of knowledge I needed to have in order to say a firmer goodbye to people-pleasing.
God has been giving me an increased understanding of what responsibility means over the years. This is an early poem.
RESPONSIBILITY I hated them without a cause Because they chose to be; I hid behind a mask of fear And told myself I could not be. Someone-out-there made me freeze in fear And kept me from moving ahead Someone-out-there spoke the words I heard inside my head. And all the time it was really me Intimidating myself; I chose to suffer and to lose— To hide my wealth and ruin my health; I chose to think that I was bad, That I did not belong; I chose rejection, fear, and pain I chose to sing it as my song. I chose it even when I learned God forgives our sin. I chose to fear what “they” would think Instead of trusting him; But I Could Choose Again. I could decide to live in faith, I could decide to grow To give up fear and suffering I could decide, I know. What will I choose? Where will I go? Where will my thoughts abide? I want to love; I want to risk. Shall I, again, run and hide? Now fear thrives in the dark, It cannot handle light. If I remain close to the SON I’ll have good judgment and more might More courage and more confidence, Some hope to balance doubt Great joy will come to me As I, in faith, step out. Responsibility That's What My Life's About. Jane Ault