Dian,
This self-sufficient spirit is such a hard thing to break because we have told ourselves lie upon lie. Here's a couple you've probably heard: "God helps those who help themselves." or "If it's got to be, it's up to me."
We say, or perhaps I should say I often have said, Lord I trust you and I ascribed my own self-sufficiency to the hand of God. The reality was that was trusting in my own ability to navigate through a financial mess or situation, rather than trusting and waiting upon the Lord God of heaven.
Even in the body of Christ, we've made self-sufficiency not a sin but a virtue.
Know that the Lord wants this and wants you to trust Him for every provision. That means you won't have anything any longer, everything has been given over to Jesus. You're not serving Mammon any longer but only Jesus.
I would encourage you to read about George Muller and there's a wonderful meat-filled article written by a dear brother available here: [url=http://www.authenticchristianity.net/]George Muller[/url] You have to go to books and then click on Text Downloads.
Here's a testimony that I shared on our fellowship's website yesterday on this very thing. I pray it's helpful to you.
The Holy Spirit spoke to my heart last night and told me I need to share a testimony, so I need to provide a little bit of background just so that you can see what a miracle God wrought. I certainly didn’t merit anything from the Lord God of heaven as you will see…
Much of my early years were spent in sickness with a constant ear infection or the virus of the week. I was very clumsy as well and couldn’t walk until I was nearly three years of age. My speech patterns did not develop normally and I had great difficulty learning how to talk and to read. In the midst of my angst, I cried out to the Lord often in great anger and bitterness. How could God treat me this way? Why can’t be a “normal” child?
This finally led me to a point in great bitterness and anger I told Jesus that if I ever get out this bed, I will not ask anyone for anything any more. I recently discovered that even in the midst of this rebellion of my heart that God healed me. Despite the lack of treatment, I began to learn out to read and speak and walk and talk and all the things I couldn’t do somehow I could do. I know now that Jesus touched me.
And now that the background is out of the way...
About six weeks ago, I came home from church and Pastor Ray was talking about the good and bad fish in Matthew 13 and he drew a picture of a bad fish as a blowfish. When I got home that night, my face was literally blown up (like a blowfish) and my heart was convicted and I had great difficulty looking in the mirror.
When I got up to pray the next morning, the Holy Spirit told me I had an tooth with an abscess. I didn’t have the money to go to the dentist so I didn’t pray anything about that and went on about my day. The pain began to intensify and we had our Friday night prayer meeting and one of the brothers asked me what was going on as my face was somewhat contorted and I told him. He asked me what I was going to do about it. I can’t remember what I said exactly but the gist of it was “I’m not going to do anything because I’ve got no way to fix it and the Lord doesn’t want me to go into debt to fix it.”
My brother was firm yet kind and I knew in my heart that I had to pray about this so the next morning I did so. First I repented of not asking God to help me. I used to believe that it was a virtue not to ask God for help, “That’s okay God, I can take care of that problem.”
He told me to call this brother’s dentist and make an appointment, which I did. He also told me that he would provide the money necessary to get this fixed. My parents called me for the first time in nearly three months and they asked me, as they normally do, if I needed anything. The Holy Spirit said to explain my situation which I did and after finding how much it cost to fix the tooth, they promptly sent me a check for nearly $1800 to pay for a crown, root canal and the labor involved.
I had not asked my parents for money that I could ever remember on my own initiative since I began working when I was 15 years old. That’s nearly 30 years ago, as I soon will be 45.
I thank Jesus because he prompted my folks to call and for me to ask for help, something I would have never done even a few months ago. The Lord is changing this proud little blowfish of a boy into a new creature.
All I can say is thank you Jesus for your mercy and kindness to such a worm as I. I have renounced this wicked vow that I made as a child and am trusting Jesus to fully realize this self-sufficient spirit that has been such a source of wickedness in my heart.
Jesus is enough...