I'm not Good at This

When this picture was taken, I was one of two best men at my best friend's wedding. It was a beautiful worship service filled with little nuances that make the most excellent memories. Including me dropping the ring...

It's ok. Neither the groom nor the bride noticed, and I don't think the camera guy caught me. Seemingly, I have escaped historical record of my failure (other than this blog post and the memories of the onlookers).

I took this snapshot to say that I'm not good at random pictures. I'm not sure whether it proved or disproved my intent.

However, since this momentous occasion, I have learned something far more massive than my inability to be random in front of a soul stealing contraption. I am not good at life.

I mess things up in life so frequently. I want so desperately to make it to the end of my life by enjoying it. I always have. I asked my parents what aspirations I had as a kid and they told me nothing! All I wanted to do was enjoy life. It's still all I want to do. I don't want to deal with pain or hardship. I just want to get to the end and look back and say, "that was fun." I'm sure there are others who feel the same.

I know that's not how life is, and it's probably not the most enjoyable way. Here's the thing... I don't think anyone is good at life. If we were, why would we need God?