I don't think I've ever felt this way before. I've never wanted to run away from myself this badly. But instead, I will force myself to stand in front of the mirror and look myself straight it the eyes, admitting all of the ways I have come up short.
I think as Christians, we need to remember how much we still really do need to be saved from ourselves. We are not exempt, we are only pardoned by the grace that saves us when we fall.
Went to the prayer chapel at YWAM yesterday. I laid on the floor in front of a cross that said, "surrender here". I tried to make myself feel miserable...but all I could feel was the sweet gentle presence of Jesus. "It shouldn't be this easy, I deserve to be miserable." but somehow, it couldn't be any less complicated. Tears came, heart melted like wax.
So thankful that the heart I gave is in the right hands...
