is being humble. My flesh hates the lowly place, clueless place, weak place, childlike place. So it’s initially painful when the Spirit freshly convicts me of my independence, and I’m moved from being confident, competitive JudgeDave/ShepherdDave, analyzer/critic of all, down, down, down, to lowly DumbSheepDave, pitied by the strong, but indifferent to their pity. Enabled to love them.
Once I’ve been freshly convicted/humbled, ahhhh, life is beautiful, peaceful, joyful. Again. Nomatter the circumstances. I’ve concluded that the normal life of a believer, is moving back and forth between between sheep and shepherd. Or trying to be shepherd. Nicest, sweetest, kindest thing He ever does for me, is to freshly convict me of my sin of independence. Ahhh. Priceless.
–DumbSheepDave, having the best year of his life, hoping the pre-believers are noticing the difference Jesus is making
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