Author Unknown.
When you are forgotten, or neglected,
or purposely set at naught,
and you don’t sting and hurt
with the insult or
The oversight, but your heart is
happy, being counted worthy
to suffer for Christ,
THAT IS DYING TO SELF.
When your good is evil
spoken of, when your wishes
are crossed, your advice
is disregarded, your opinions
ridiculed, and you refuse to
let anger rise in
your heart, or even defend
yourself, but take it
all in patient loving silence,
THAT IS DYING TO SELF.
When you lovingly and
patiently bear any disorder,
and irregularity, any
impunctuality, or any annoyance;
when you can stand face
to face with waste,
folly, extravagance, spiritual
insensibility and endure it
as Jesus endured it,
THAT IS DYING TO SELF.
When you are content with
any food, any offering,
any raiment, any climate,
any society, any solitude,
any interruption by the
will of God,
THAT IS DYING TO SELF.
When you never care to
refer to yourself in
conversation, or to
record your own good works,
or itch after commendation,
when you can truly
love to be unknown,
THAT IS DYING TO SELF.
When you can see your
brother prosper and have
his needs met, and can
honestly rejoice with him
in spirit and feel no
envy nor question God,
while your own needs are
far greater and in
desperate circumstances,
THAT IS DYING TO SELF.
When you can receive
correction and reproof
from one of less stature
than yourself, and can
humbly submit inwardly
as well as outwardly,
finding no rebelling or
resentment rising up
within your heart,
THAT IS DYING TO SELF.
Are you dead yet?
