When I was little, I used to tell Christ I loved him in prayer. It then occurred to me that I haven't been tested like Job to make those words have merit, so I started questioning this practice. It began to feel manipulative like I was trying weasel grace out of God.
I think when it comes to morality, sometimes being "good" is the road of least resistance. Sometimes you're not actually rising above anything. I've struggled for a long time with the question of this manipulative behavior towards God. The feeling of excitement at "opportunities" of proving your goodness to God. It does seem to me, I'm not the only one who dabbled in these kind of thoughts.
How can you truly know you are good when you're aware you're being watched?
It seems like when the heart actually does reveal itself, unbeknownst to yourself, it's not a pretty picture.
I think when it comes to morality, sometimes being "good" is the road of least resistance. Sometimes you're not actually rising above anything. I've struggled for a long time with the question of this manipulative behavior towards God. The feeling of excitement at "opportunities" of proving your goodness to God. It does seem to me, I'm not the only one who dabbled in these kind of thoughts.
How can you truly know you are good when you're aware you're being watched?
It seems like when the heart actually does reveal itself, unbeknownst to yourself, it's not a pretty picture.