It never stops amazing me how people who live in this dysfunctional way try to get others to be co-dependent.
Twice in the past two weeks, I have been asked by well-meaning Christian believers about how in the world, I can live with the thought that somewhere, someone latched onto the beliefs of the Church and, due to my influence, may decide to stop believing -- AND IT WILL BE BLAMED ON MY DISBELIEF! How can I possibly live with myself?
The lives of all these people who change their minds and become doubters and skeptics will be due to my poor example -- and it will be VERY BAD for me on the judgment day when I stand before Jesus and his angels.
I have actually lived a pretty good life. I have tried hard to help whenever and whomever I could. In this, I followed the example set by my parents, who instilled in me and my siblings the importance of helping others. I know that I have failed some who have expected more of me, but at the same time, I have had many who have let me know that I have influenced their lives for good. I fear no honest appraisal of my life.
While on my LDS mission during the time I was age 19-21, I tried to teach what I was taught to teach, and a few very good people took what I taught as "Gospel" and got baptized and at least made an attempt to make their lives better. But I do not take any "credit" or "fault" for the decisions they made. It was their decision and theirs only. If anything, I was only an accessory to the fact.
One of my favorite poems is called, "Invictus", by William Ernest Henley: