I need Jesus more. I don’t seem to need Jesus nearly as much when I feel great. I don’t have the luxury of INdependency — of ignoring Jesus, when I feel lousy. Or, I CAN ignore Him, but I’m utterly miserable, because any difficulty feels overwhelming, so life is unbearably harrrd. I just wanna go to bed and pull the covers over my head. When I feel lousy, I’m more desperate — more MOTIVATED to turn to Jesus, to CONFESS my unbelief in His sovereign reign over my life, my unbelief in His using my suffering to produce perseverance, then character, then hope/faith/dependency/humility. And more motivated to CONFESS my lack of curiosity/expectancy to what He will do NEXT, in me, others, circumstances. Ahhh.
— Dave McCarty, GospelFriendships
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