Bids me come and die and find that I may truly live
Recently, I’ve been put through situations where I have to die to myself so that God can come through. Like I was talking about yesterday, making God the true center of my ministry. Being shown today that I’m not superwoman - I can’t do it all. And just really being humbled. It kinda hurts. But it’s a beautiful kind of hurt. Cause I know that by this hurting, I am becoming a better person. I am growing closer to God. Dear Jesus, thank you for these humbling experiences. Help me to truly see them for the greatness that they really provide and not just the hurt that is so easily seen.
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