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  • Writer's pictureweakdave
    • Dec 20, 2016
    • 1 min read

I don’t need to preach the Gospel

to myself, unless I’m freshly aware of the addiction I have to feeling worthIER.  When it first hits me — when I’m freshly convicted by the Spirit, I’m ashamed that I’ve been so self-serving, self-absorbed, competitive, judgmental. I wannabe better, do better.  But.  I don’t know how to change.  I feel powerless to be different.  Then the Spirit reminds me to CONFESS.  And.  Preach the Gospel to myself, so I’m reminded of Jesus’ unconditional love for me, and my failure to unconditionally love myself as I see afresh how pathetically dysfunctional I am.  Jesus came for the pathetically dysfunctional, for the sick, not the healthy.  For us who love others poorly and ourselves poorly, because of our enormous pride, our need to have worthiness of our own.

Ahhh, I QUALIFY for grace.  Thank You, Jesus!  And thank You for Scripture that informs my reality, rather than the reality informed by my eyesight!

—DumbSheepDave, for the moment

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