I'm cold-natured. Typically, from October to March or April, it's t-shirt, shirt, sweatshirt, and jacket season, even though we have a perfectly good furnace. (Granted, we try to save a few bucks by keeping the house cooler. And nobody else seems to freeze or we would bump it up a little.)
I realized though, when I broke down and raised the thermostat a couple of degrees today, that I do the very same thing in my spiritual life. I plod along, depending on my own efforts, even though I have all the resources of heaven available to me.
Things get tough- that's okay. I'll just grab another jacket. I'll get by.
That's not what God wants for us. Jesus said He came that we would have life, and not just any ordinary life. Abundant life. Bursting at the seams life. (John 10:10)
No thanks. 68 degrees is good enough.
Why would I impose artificial limits on God? Who knows. Maybe I don't think I'm worthy. I have to remember Jesus makes me worthy. It's an insult to His sacrifice if I refuse to live in the grace He paid for.