I read this joke on parsonblue.blogspot.com. How many addicts does it take to change a lightbulb? Only one. The addict holds the lightbulb up to the socket and let's the universe revolve around him.
I live in a comfortable world where things are pretty predicable. I sometimes ask myself what makes me so special. I have what much of the world doesn't have. And honestly I don't want to give up the comforts that I have.
If you cling to your life you will lose it; but if you give it up for Me, you will find it. It is hard to sacrifice my resources, my time, my stuff. I am addicted to the life I live. There is a fine line between caring for myself and clinging to myself.
2 comments:
... a fine line between clinging to one's stuff -- the need for approval, status, and a sense of control as well as material items... [all forms of idolotry?] and caring for one's corporeal, intellectual, spiritual, emotional self [life]?
Well stated. Thanks for the clarification.
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