Do I have the right to say what I deserve? Can I be my own judge and jury? Do I have the wisdom to make that decision? Would I be unbiased? Do I have the experience and know-how? Who am I to have that privilege?
There are animals that act with more wisdom than I do sometimes. Ants gather food in the summer and go under ground for the winter. There's never a bird out in the rain. They are nestled in a safe, dry place well before the clouds let loose.
I cannot place myself above someone else. How can I give advice to someone? How can I give myself advice? Where have I been that gives me that right? When have I been through that experience?
How can my words save the day? They are only words. My advice doesn't do a thing without action. And my advice don't even deserve action. How dare I speak of something I know nothing about?
How can I have convinced myself that I am innocent enough to not deserve what I have gotten? Who am I to tell my friends experiences are wrong? That my knowledge is greater than theirs?
It is not my place.
