A Thought

What I am about to say is going to seem very condescending unless you have identified with what I am talking about.

I was asked the other day, a tad sarcastically, if I didn't drink because I thought I was a saint.

No, because I am a saint, I do not drink.

I am not my own, I am bought with a price. When you realize the price paid for you, then you understand your worth.

That is a thought, a practice, a teaching we have deviated from and now we affirm sin rather than teach holiness.

Because I am a Saint, I try (please note that word try) to live as it would please Him, not me.