that the biggest reason I’m not in awe of Him, is that I desperately wannabe in awe of me. Turns out I’m not in awe of human excellence in others, but jealous/envious of their excellence. I’m way-more competitive than I ever realized. Eeeuuww, I’m even worse than I thought. Heavy yoke, being more self-aware.
But. The benefit of Jesus is also way-greater than I thought. If I’m only a small sinner, I only need a small Savior. His feathery-light yoke is wunnnerful, but impossible to wear, unless the Spirit freshly convicts of the sin of independence/pride/worldliness, so I am enabled to freshly die to my own worthiness. From ShepherdDave to DumbSheepDave. Self-awe to Jesus-awe. Ahhh.
–DumbSheepDave, freshly humbled, freshly in awe of his humongous Shepherd, for a bit, wondering if the pre-believers around him are noticing any difference
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