He’s been teaching me that dependency is humble. It’s the honesty that cries out “Oh God, my spirit is willing, but my flesh is weak. Come be the good within me.” It’s being aware of our humanity, and our desperate need of everything greater than ourselves. It’s a choice that one day- when we stand before grandeur with wonder instead of fear or frustration- we will realize we’ve fallen into choosing. It happens unexpectedly. Dependency is a paradoxical way to put someone before yourself. It’s casting aside our own fear of being known, laying our vulnerable heart before someone, and giving them the power to impact us. Most of the time, I think we’re surprised when we find ourselves being dependent because we figure out it’s not as bad as we are trained to believe. Dependency is recognizing our limits and letting ourselves be fiercely & limitlessly loved.