The last part sounds condescending—right? What does it even mean that God wants to save you from yourself? By the end of this series, I hope you understand. This was an answer I didn’t know I was seeking, but in truth, I was. I was raised as a Christian in the bustling city of Nairobi before moving to a quiet suburb. I always felt like I had the world under my feet. Little did I know I didn’t. I was in bondage to sin for as long as I can remember—listening to sermons here and there, attending church services, and yet remaining a slave to sin. Life was “good.”Knowing what…