The Devil made me do it.

I am a firm believer that human beings blame much of life's mishaps on the devil.  As a matter of fact, most of the time, it is not Satan destroying your life.  It is the sum of unbridled passion and ill advice that seem to be our undoing.  We develop attractions to the very things that cause us pain.  When we hit our heads on that brick wall, there really is no one else to blame but us.  Well, if you are an evangelical christian you can always say that the devil made me do it.  I am sitting in my bed counting all the ways that I made decisions today and how they affected my life.  Tomorrow, their will be changes because I do have some say in what happens to me.  I hate giving up the power of directing my own life.  Sometimes, people have come to me looking for advice and what they really want is for me to make the decision.  Of course, I never do that.  You will stand on your own convictions because mine may not fit you.  By the same token, advice is advice.  I talk to my pastor a lot.  I like him, but he does not make my decisions for me.  I have learned that I can't hand my life to the cloth and sit back.  My pastor advices me spiritually, but he will not ever be given the power to make decisions for me.  I have to do that based on what is best for me.  At the end of the day, he won't be to blame for whatever I get into and that is the truth.