There are three opposing forces I struggle each day to subdue: the devil, the world’s system, and myself.
However, at the moment, the greatest pain is me, and “self-centeredness” is the keen instrument of choice I use for my utmost affliction.
It is terrible. I am like single-mindedly bent on destroying myself with my array of self-pleasing agendas. Not that I don’t know the life to live, yet I seem more drawn to the death of me.