So I have a confession. I struggle with these things. I struggle with my prayer life. I struggle with putting earthly relationships above my relationship with my Heavenly Father. I struggle with complaining DAILY. I struggle with pride and bitterness and anger. The struggle of Paul in Romans 7 is very real to me: "I do what I do not want to do, and I don't do what I do what to do." I struggle with letting my emotions control me. I struggle with selfishness and storing up for myself treasures here on earth. I struggle with honoring my parents. I struggle with being a Pharisee and a legalist CONSTANTLY. I struggle with taming my tongue. I struggle with being still before a Holy God and simply listening. I struggle with lusting after the gold of the world that does not last and does not satisfy. I struggle with digging out broken, dusty, dry cisterns that hold no water...while I look at the Fountain of Living Water and refuse to drink. I struggle with reaching the lost.

I struggle with trusting my Heavenly Father, which is completely bogus. He died for me, and that should make me prostrate myself before Him in sheer awe, respect, boldness, and love.