My flesh thinks so. And it’s persuasive. Though thoroughly deceived. I only believe the lie when I feel ALONE and in CHARGE of my life. When I don’t believe Jesus is totally in charge of every detail of my life. When I’m envious of the easier lives around me.
How many times in my 76 years has my flesh been WRONG about what would make me happier? I got my way, but instead of happier, I was simply more addicted to getting my way. Scripture says my life is not my own, that I’ve been bought with a price. That I’m happiest when I am curious and expectant to see what SovereignShepherdJesus does NEXT, in me, others, circumstances. I’m never curious/expectant unless the Spirit freshly convicts me of feeling ALONE and in CHARGE. Ahhh.
— EasierAddictedDave, always needy for fresh conviction of the sin of INdependence, so he might momentarily have something compelling inside, to the seculars around him
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