Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Dying to Self

As I was growing up, I carried a copy of this "poem" in my Bible. I still remember reading it for the first time, feeling convicted as I read it, and then cutting it out of a church newsletter to keep. Well, turn the clock forward just a few years... 


The Spirit brought the reminder of this back to me last week while I was in Orlando, and––my childhood copy of the saying, worn as it had been, long gone now––I searched the internet to see if I could find it anywhere. And there it was…just as convicting and challenging as ever. I've got it stuck inside my Bible once again and am asking the Lord to continue to write it on my heart... 


When you are forgotten, or neglected, or purposely set at naught, and you don't sting and hurt with the insult or the oversight, but your heart is happy, being counted worthy to suffer for Christ…


That is dying to self.

When your good is evil spoken of, when your wishes are crossed, your advice disregarded, your opinions ridiculed, and you refuse to let anger rise in your heart, or even defend yourself, but take in all in patient, loving silence…
That is dying to self.
When you lovingly and patiently bear any disorder, any irregularity, any impunctuality, or any annoyance; when you stand face-to- face with waste, folly, extravagance, spiritual insensibility-and endure it as Jesus endured…
That is dying to self.
When you are content with any food, any offering, any climate, any society, any raiment, any “interruption” by the will of God…
That is dying to self.
When you never care to refer to yourself in conversation, or to record your own good works, or itch after commendations, when you can truly love to be unknown…
That is dying to self.
When you can see your brother prosper and have his needs met and can honestly rejoice with him in spirit and feel no envy, nor question God, while your own needs are far greater and in desperate circumstances…
That is dying to self.
When you can receive correction and reproof from one of less stature than yourself and can humbly submit inwardly as well as outwardly, finding no rebellion or resentment rising up within your heart…
That is dying to self.
 ~Unknown Author

11 comments:

  1. Wow. I needed that this morning. Thanks for sharing it!

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  2. Cool that it resonated with you too, D'Anne. Blessings on your day, friend.

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  3. I love this. And I so need it. I'm saving it. Hugs.

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  4. Hugs back, Linda. (and my house is smellin' like pie, woman, thanks to you!)

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  5. I so needed that! Thank-you! :)
    ~Joanna

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  6. Tamara,Your writing this today in your blog is no doubt a God-thing. I've really been "scraping the bottom" lately--I needed to hear these words. Now I'll re-read them many times, get myself up, and go forward with the strength I gained from these words. Thank you!!

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  7. So happy I saw this link on Facebook! I will put this in my Bible as well...thank you!

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  8. So appreciate you, friends! And glad we're "dying" together! Much love...

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  9. This is also very timely for me. I was just praying/journaling last night about some things I was struggling with and asking the Lord to help me have wisdom and perspective about them. I have had a peace today but reading this has just helped me to have some insight on the kind of perspective I should have. It's so hard, isn't it? Well, it is for me, anyway. Pride rears its ugly head in so many forms. I appreciate the Lord allowing me the privilege to connect with the body of Christ in this way. God is using you to help others grow in their walk with the Lord! Praise Him!
    Blessings to you~Stacey

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  10. Bless you, Tam. This poem is simply beautiful...
    And a big AMEN Stacey!

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  11. Ouch...that one went right where God wanted it to. Thanks for sharing--going to print it out so I can read it every morning before work!

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