Yesterday was the 4th of July. And yet I spent the whole day declaring my dependence. I simply found myself telling the Lord--repeatedly--how much I need Him.
I'm not independent. I need my God. As a baby in a womb is totally reliant on the sustenance it receives from its mother through the umbilical cord, I am utterly dependent on Him.
I need His peace in parenting.
I have to have His wisdom in ministry.
I am desperate for His love.
I crave His counsel in my decisions.
It's always the case...but I have just been extra mindful of it lately.
And it seems this awareness is born from need...Even soul-rendering need. Not always a comfortable place to be. But really, what a gift to find yourself in a place where you've run out of yourself...
...and there's nothing left but a declaration of dependence.