It’s only recently that I’ve started thinking about these things and recognizing the beautiful, awful truth. Up until 3 months ago, I had spent my time believing that I chose Jesus. What a wonderful revelation to discover that actually, Jesus chose me!

It doesn’t take much for me to recognize total depravity…I see it in the mirror everyday. I, like Paul, am confounded the problem of the struggle to do good while constantly falling on my face through the bad I do even while I’m trying not to.

Yeah, I don’t need medicine…I need resurrection. No doubt.