Now... to the deep stuff: I have this horrible thing with being right. It's really annoying and I've always wondered why I feel like I have to be right about things... even things that don't really matter. Someone finally labeled it as selfishness. At first I rejected that because it sounded too dirty. SELFishness... what a title. That makes me sound like an unthoughtful, uncaring person.
But then I realized...
That I AM an unthoughtful uncaring person.
The only good that is in me, is the work that Christ Jesus has done in me. For there is "no one that is good... not even one." My selfishness eats away at my joy, if I don't continually work to overcome that nature with Christ's help. He alone is my strength, and apart from Him... I am a pathetic wretch. Never in my life have I been so aware of my own selfishness as this present time. If "I have been crucified with Christ, and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me," then why is it so hard to overcome this selfishness? Because my flesh keeps reverting back to it's old ways.
Which is why I need
but don't deserve,
Thank you Jesus for that precious cross.
Unworthy yet accepted,