Independence

One of the things that I despise about myself is consistent underlying current of independence. I have to consciously remind myself that I am anything but independent. I have nothing that was not given to me. Even the rhythmic contraction of my heart was not started by me, nor can I determine when its beating will stop. The worst part is the lie that greater independence will lead to greater happiness. Only an increase in my dependence on the One who created me and sacrificed His Son to redeem me will bring true Joy.

Stupid sin.

Sigh.