As I compare myself to others, they seem to have easier lives. They can eat whatever they want, go wherever they want, breath whatever they want, sleep soundly through the night, don’t need to do all the extracurricular health regimens I need to do, and they feel normal all the time. They don’t experience the suffering/harrrd that I face every day. Why can’t I be LIKE THEM?
If I had an easIER life, would I give a hoot about Jesus, and His imputed worthiness? An easIER life might work for others, but I don’t think it would work for me, because I’m just not naturally dependent on Jesus. I need harrrrd to motivate me to run to Jesus, to embrace the suffering that leads to perseverance, that leads to character, that leads to hope/faith/dependency. My biggest need is yet-more Jesus-dependency, the pearl of great price, worth selling all to get. But my flesh HATES the suffering necessary to get me there. My flesh wants painless sanctification, wants EASY sanctification.
— Dave McCarty, GospelFriendships, wanting an easier way, except when freshly convicted of the sin of INdependence/confidence-he-knows-what’s-best
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