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Self-sufficiency kills

The point in life isn't to do things well, but to ask God, will you help me?

A few months ago one of my teacher friends (Irene) told me a story about one of her students, whom she was helping with math homework. The student had a hard time with the math problems, and went to the bathroom often during their session. Irene eventually noticed that the student would go to the bathroom to solve the problem on a calculator, and come back to report the answer. She was so heartbroken that all the student wanted to do was have the right answer, when all she wanted to do was to help. I was so struck by this story because I think that's exactly what I do with God. He doesn't care so much if I have the right answer. All he wants to do is help.

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Jenny Lee said…
Great analogy! What can you do to not become self-sufficient though?

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