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I'm the writer of this, and I thought I'd archive it as its own post. The subject is rather big:

There's that famous tension within us all of that common embarrassment that I think our fallen nature inculcates in us (and the world does too) when we contemplate God and eternity and giving ourselves to God (or, that kind of language, you know) vs. the fact that when we die we die alone and will face that event and whatever journey it holds alone, so we think: "Against that what is the embarrassment worth?" Or we should think that.

I always think: imagine being encased in rock six hundred feet below the surface of the earth and you are alive for eternity and nobody can hear you or come to save you and you are there thinking "I was too embarrassed to cling to, to throw myself at the feet of, the Saviour and King that was offered to me, the only Person who could save me from where I am now..."

The practical thing is: recognize vanity, worldly pride, and rebellious self-will and mortify them. Faith, repentance, and God's will will take their place, will be quickened in you. And you become a prophet, a priest, and a king to ever greater degree in the process, with legal standing in the Kingdom of God, for eternity...

Then see what's going on. Get the basics first. Have your wealth secured, get your mansion, have your glorified body, then see what there is to do.