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Jesus offers to join me in every opportunity,

challenge, problem, I face.   My typical response?  I don’t even consider Him.   Why?  World, flesh, devil want me to believe I can find happiness through human achievement.  Independence, not dependence.  Dependence is repulsive to a grown man.   So instead of the peace that passes understanding, and joy unspeakable, as DumbSheepDave, asking and thanking my ShepherdJesus about everything, curious and expectant to see what my ShepherdJesus will do next, I experience unnecessary intensity, stress, misery, as I attempt to deal with my opportunities, challenges, problems, on my own, with the weight of the world on the shoulders of ShepherdDave, who is to be pitied above all men, for though he has the name of Jesus, he has not the benefit of Jesus: Jesus-dependency.   ShepherdDave has no advantage over pre-believers, except for the promise of Heaven.   And pre-believers are not wowed by the Jesus in ShepherdDave, because there is so little of Jesus in him.

–ShepherdDave, needing prayer for fresh conviction of the sin of independence, so he experiences abundant LIFE as DumbSheepDave, having something pre-believers want (please pray now)

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