We often chalk up a situation that didn’t work out as “failure.” Is it though? I don’t have this perfected, but I can talk through experience. I have hit brick walls in my life. What seemed to be immovable objects in my way. Something that FORCED me to alter my course. Dead end job, no paycheck, edge of bankruptcy, loss of loved ones (who are still living), hardships. I failed. I should’ve worked harder, been more savy, paid more attention, been more disciplined, learned to say no, walk from toxic relationships, seen it coming. Right? Blame is mine? Through all of it, I chalked these moments as if I had truly failed. Myself, my family, friends, circumstances. I had it all wrong. God showed me a different vantage point. God has never failed me. I’ve always been perfectly placed. Perfectly guided. Perfectly “turned” in my path. God doesn’t make mistakes. There are no coincidences. We learn from The Savior’s example of who God is- through Him. Christ did it perfectly- He was never in the wrong place. He was never there at the wrong time. He was never there under the wrong circumstance. If Christ is our example, we can understand that the same way He lived without ANY coincidences- so can we. Failure doesn’t exist. That truly means- all things good and bad are purposeful. God doesn’t love us through meaningless suffering. An eternal perspective of live gives us this guidance in the times where it feels the darkest. It was never failure- and it never will be if we firmly believe that God is the author to our story. No matter our choices or circumstances. Trust the path. We get pushed from our concrete path into the weeds more often than not. It isn’t usually until after we are done with the treacherous trail looking back on it that we realize- the treacherous path we never would’ve taken on our own, is actually the direction we needed to go all along.