I acknowledge I have come from dust and will return to dust again. But more than dying one day in the future, I have already died with Christ. I
acknowledge my need to de-tatch from the obsessions and addictions that
convince me my old man is still alive and re-attach to Christ as my
only hope.
I also acknowledge that the way God moves
on earth is through the hands and eyes and feet of people – both the
ones I’m naturally drawn to and the ones who get on my nerves.
I am hopeless without Him.
I am hopeless without them.
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