24 April, 08
Even my very love and desire for God, affection for theology, appetite for truth, are all gifts of God, placed in me by Him. Every last bit of good is a work of God. Surely, by myself I am utterly nothing. Understand this and worship.
This kind of realization all at once reminds me of my full depravity and total dependance upon the effectual call of God and His intention to keep me!
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