I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I now live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me. Galatians 2:20
“The more we get what we now call “ourselves” out of the way and let Him take us over, the more truly ourselves we become. There is so much of Him that millions and millions of “little Christs,” all different, will still be too few to express Him fully. He made them all. He invented—as an author invents characters in a novel—all the different men [and women] that you and I were intended to be. In that sense our real selves are all waiting for us in Him. It is no good trying to “be myself” without Him.
The more I resist Him and try to live on my own, the more I become dominated by my own heredity and upbringing and surroundings and natural desires. In fact, what I so proudly call “Myself” becomes merely the meeting place for trains of events which I never started and which I cannot stop. What I call “My wishes” become merely the desires thrown up by my physical organism or pumped into me by other men’s thoughts or even suggested to me by devils…
Propaganda will be the real origin of what I regard as my own personal political ideals, I am not, in my natural state, nearly so much of a person as I like to believe: most of what I call “me” can be very easily explained. It is when I turn to Christ, when I give myself up to His Personality, that I first begin to have a real personality of my own.”
C.S. Lewis in Mere Christianity (Quebec: Samizdat University Press, 2014) 119-120.
Some posts are so brilliant they speak for themselves and demand another reading. This is such a post. Scan it again and again. After it sinks in, give yourself up.
Make your greatest act of generosity to get yourself out of the way so that the real personality God desires for you can bless the world in unthinkable ways. Make it so in me, God.