READ THIS in case of failure.
You've failed epically. Of course you have. You're human. And what happens when things don't go according to plan? When the results are less than ideal? You dissect it, figure out what went wrong, the variables that were against you - and that becomes the new company line.
We failed… I failed… because:
The boss wouldn't hear you out
Corporate didn't give you the support you needed
Your spouse __________
Kids didn't let you sleep
Conditions changed
The project was ahead of its time
I could write a long list. Lists are fun. But I won't. You already have your reason why things didn't go according to plan. Better yet, you have reasons for why whatever it is you're working on now won't go as well as you had once hoped. Whether it be something personal, a relationship, a project, or work… you know why it's not going to work. Maybe you even told your boss why it's doomed to fail.
But that's not your job. I don't know what you do, but your role isn't to tell people why it won't work (unless it is. Congratulations, you landed the job every sarcastic pessimist prays for). Your job is to make it work. Find the answer, be innovative, get your hands dirty and then tell the world how you did it. Let your boss know how you figured out the unfigurable project, the broken marriage… whatever it is. And then help the people trying to do what you did in the hard places, the difficult circumstances, against impossible odds.
Why? Because you're made in the image of a God who does precisely that. He took a cowardly nobody from a land named Ur and created an unlikely nation from his remarkably flawed descendants. Going so far as to promise that The King, the Messiah, would come from this nation. A nation that would be enslaved by Egypt, conquered by the Assyrians, Babylonians, Greeks, and Romans (that's the short list…I told you I love lists). But God worked through unlikely people in towns and villages that the world barely knew existed to bring His son into the world and begin something new.
It doesn't matter where you are or what the odds may be. The God who made you, the angels who watch over you, and those who have poured into you are betrayed if you allow your excuses to keep you from moving forward and writing a better story.
So stop telling the world why it can't be done. Stop giving your excuses or recycling the ones someone else gave you. Instead, find the way, and carve a new path. Create something new, the world that you wish existed.