Today is Independence Day in America, celebrating the official adoption of the Declaration of Independence and subsequent breaking away from Great Britain. For the rest of us around the world, the fourth of July has another name: Thursday. (Kidding.)
This time of year, I often find myself considering our ideas about independenceânot so much in terms of politics, but personally. In the West, we’re enamored with the idea of autonomy, of being true to ourselves no matter what the cost. And yet this ethos has led to people being more miserable than ever.
Why?
Because we can’t really be “true to ourselves” apart from Christ.
C.S. Lewis puts it so well in Mere Christianity. He writes:
The more we get what we now call âourselvesâ out of the way and let Him take us over, the more truly ourselves we become. There is so much of Him that millions and millions of âlittle Christsâ, all different, will still be too few to express Him fully. He made them all. He inventedâas an author invents characters in a novelâall the different men that you and I were intended to be. In that sense our real selves are all waiting for us in Him. It is no good trying to âbe myselfâ without Him. The more I resist Him and try to live on my own, the more I become dominated by my own heredity and upbringing and surroundings and natural desires. In fact what I so proudly call âMyselfâ becomes merely the meeting place for trains of events which I never started and which I cannot stop. What I call âMy wishesâ become merely the desires thrown up by my physical organism or pumped into me by other menâs thoughts or even suggested to me by devils. Eggs and alcohol and a good nightâs sleep will be the real origins of what I flatter myself by regarding as my own highly personal and discriminating decision to make love to the girl opposite to me in the railway carriage. Propaganda will be the real origin of what I regard as my own personal political ideas. I am not, in my natural state, nearly so much of a person as I like to believe: most of what I call âmeâ can be very easily explained. It is when I turn to Christ, when I give myself up to His Personality, that I first begin to have a real personality of my own.
What do your efforts to “be yourself” revealâare you reflecting more of Christ’s personality or your own desires? Having our own way might be fun for a season, but true freedom comes from Jesus, friends.