God spoke a couple of days ago. I didn't hear his voice, but I knew it was Him. He told me the same thing he told Cain so long ago: "If you do what is right, will not your countenance be lifted up?" That smarted a little. I mean, hadn't I been trying to change? Once again, my idea of righteousness fell to the ground like so many filthy rags.
Not long after that stunning revelation, He spoke again, this time through my mother, telling me that my self-focus was pulling me down into despair, and that I needed to start putting the interests of others before my own.
Thank you, God: Destroyer and Rebuilder.