“I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me.” Galations 2:20

Die to myself?

No, not me. My “self” is on life support, and I continue to stubbornly refuse to pull the plug. During a crucifixion moment, I need to be DNR. I need to choose to ignore the cures the world offers. I need to think of those times as more than crossroads or defining moments. To know they’re crucifixion moments, and to know that I’ve chosen to walk away, sickens me.

What would I gain in life eternal to have been given any honor, praise, or satisfaction on earth? And what would I face in eternity knowing I abandoned Jesus to have it?

My flesh tells me I don’t always know how to die to self. But my spirit tells me this is a lie; a lie promoted by the evil one. The one who would want to stand between me and a closer relationship with the Lord.

I make conscious choices.

I can chose–anytime–to die to myself.