John Hargrove Seeking Truth and Reality

There was once an engineer who had spent most of his life building networks.

He knew that every network would eventually experience failure.

A fiber would be cut.

A radio would lose its path.

A router would stop responding.

Power would disappear from a site.

The inexperienced engineer designed as though failure could be prevented entirely.

The experienced engineer knew better.

He designed for what happened after the failure.

He built alternate paths.

He added redundancy.

He watched for weak points.

He documented what mattered.

He made sure that when one path disappeared, another could carry the load.

The goal was never to build a network where nothing failed.

The goal was to build one that could recover.

Then one day the engineer realized that he had spent decades designing resilient systems while expecting something very different from his own life.

He believed he should never fall.

He thought every decision should work.

Every relationship should hold.

Every business plan should succeed.

Every person should remain dependable.

Every road should eventually lead where he expected it to go.

But life did not work that way.

There were broken connections.

Closed doors.

Financial difficulties.

People who left.

Plans that failed.

Opportunities that disappeared.

There were even times when the engineer looked at the pieces around him and wondered whether rebuilding was still possible.

Then he remembered an old proverb:

“For though the righteous fall seven times, they rise again.”
Proverbs 24:16

He began to understand.

The Scripture did not say the righteous never fall.

It said they rise.

So he began examining the failures differently.

Some falls had revealed pride.

“Pride goes before destruction, and a haughty spirit before a fall.”

There had been times when experience quietly became self-reliance.

He had believed that if he worked harder, thought longer, carried more responsibility, and solved enough problems, he could hold everything together.

But no man was designed to carry everything.

Other failures revealed isolation.

“Where there is no guidance, a people falls.”

The engineer would never build a critical network around a single point of failure.

Yet somehow he had allowed his own life to become one.

Too many decisions.

Too many responsibilities.

Too much knowledge.

Too many problems flowing through one person.

And slowly he began to see that wisdom required something different.

Trusted counsel became redundancy.

Delegation became redundancy.

Documentation became redundancy.

Friendship became redundancy.

Prayer became redundancy.

Rest became redundancy.

And faith became the path that remained when every path he could see disappeared.

The engineer also discovered something else.

Recovery did not always mean rebuilding exactly what had fallen.

Sometimes the wiser engineer changes the architecture.

Sometimes the failed route should not be restored.

Sometimes the equipment has reached the end of its useful life.

Sometimes the entire design needs to change.

Perhaps life works that way too.

Rising again does not always mean going back.

Sometimes rising means carrying less.

Sometimes it means teaching instead of doing everything yourself.

Sometimes it means releasing something you fought desperately to preserve.

Sometimes it means accepting that a chapter accomplished its purpose even though it did not end the way you hoped.

And sometimes the greatest act of faith is simply asking:

“Lord, what part of this actually belongs to me?”

The engineer eventually understood something that had been true all along.

Every resilient network needs a reliable path home.

And through every failure, every reroute, every broken connection, and every rebuilding season, there had been One connection that had never disappeared.

Jesus had been there.

Not merely waiting at the successful end of the journey.

He had been present in the failures.

Present in the rebuilding.

Present in the unanswered questions.

Present when the engineer was certain of the direction.

And present when there appeared to be no route at all.

So the old engineer stopped measuring his life only by what had fallen.

He began measuring it by the grace that kept calling him to rise.

Because perhaps the evidence of a faithful life is not that nothing ever breaks.

Perhaps it is that when everything changes, we discover again that Christ is still there.

The route may change.

The architecture may change.

The assignment may change.

But the connection remains.

And by the grace of God, we rise again.

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