I'm linking up with Blessed Is She again today. Happy Feast of St. Bridget of Sweden!
I find the concept of needing to die to oneself in order to fully live one of the hardest truths in Catholicism. I think it's so hard because it is not something that is done once and overcome. It has to be redone, re-decided, renewed every single day.
It's not that I can't physically live without dying to myself, but am I really living if my body and soul are not in harmony?
Every time I manage to follow the path God intended for me all along I'm greeted by such peace. It's like my soul itself is sighing, "finally!"
So why didn't I just follow God's plan in the first place?
I know it would be good for me, I tend to have a feeling for what I should do, and I know firsthand the peace that comes from doing so.
So why won't I save myself the heartache?
Because I'm proud. Because I'm fallen. Because I really don't want to need God.
But I do. You do. We all do.
The sooner I remember that, the better I can be for the sake of my own soul and for the good of others.
That's way better than my newest five year plan.