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Humbling myself is very hard to do – James 4:10

James 4:10 When you bow down before the Lord, and admit your dependence on Him, He will lift you up and give you honor.
I need the Lord’s strength every second, every minute, every hour and every year of my life. I cannot do life without God. How do I know this? My history is witness to my “do-it-my-own-way” failures. Yet I still forget that I need God’s guidance every minute of my life. I can blame the culture, my profession and my lifestyle. Creative people aren’t known for being humble. We like to stand out – we want to be the best and we want to do it ourselves. But I have to make a conscious choice to depend on Christ.

I can’t depend on God only when I worship, go to Bible study or in ministry to others. I must depend on God all the time! I have to make a conscious decision to humble myself before God continuously because the consequences are huge. I start depending on myself and my connection to God. My faith becomes about me – and not about what God wants to do through me.

I am weak, very weak. The more I know God, the more I see how much I don’t know about his powerful presence in my life. I stumble, I fall, I fail… Through all my failures, I realize that I don’t always humble myself before God. I know how powerful it is when God lifts me up when I finally give it up. Dependence on God is powerful. Yet I still want to do things the hard way…

O Lord, forgive me for depending on myself. Forgive me for not humbling myself before you each minute of my life. Lord, I ask you to show me how to live my life putting your will before mine.  Open my heart to receive your instruction. I love you my God.


Psalm 119:33 Teach me, O LORD, to follow every one of your principles.

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  1. Blanca what a powerful post. I was just speaking to my husband about this. We make it harder than it has to be because we don't humble ourselves. The part you wrote about creative people is so true. Thank you so much for allowing God to work through you to help us stay focused.

    Blessings!

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