Causality

I find that I cannot lay hold of any external cause for my sin. My depression does not cause me to stumble. My weak faith, in and of itself, does not effect such action. The blame rests solely on my choice - I choose to sin, knowing full well the gravity of such a heinous decision. How much, then, must God love the glory He receives by redeeming and justifying a fallen and impossibly corrupt creature. That in the moment of my rebellion, He sees not my disobedience, ingratitude, and dissension, but Christ's righteousness, Christ's holiness, Christ's perfect obedience -- this surely ought to change how I make my choice.

Oh Father, you have freed me from slavery to sin. You have made alive what was dead, and have called into being that which was not. Help me, then - give me a heart that longs to be in your presence, that rightly so considers your glory to be the most important thing there is. Enslave me to your righteousness, and make my rebellion so distasteful that I refuse to have any part of it. Father, your ways are higher than my ways, and your thoughts higher than my thoughts. Bring my thoughts and my ways close to yours. Align my life with your word. Break me of every wrong habit and purge every unclean word from my lips. Burn away my every hindrance and obstacle to full submission. Thank you, my God, for the forgiveness and acceptance you have imputed to me through Christ. He that knew no sin became sin, so that in him I might have his righteousness - how can I therefore still cherish my sin? Take it away, Lord. You have promised that you withhold no good thing from us, and that everything works out for good for those who love you, who are called according to your purpose. Cleanse me, then. Oh, do not tarry in sanctifying your servant. Break me and bruise me, but only remove my leper's spots and make me pure.