So I find this law at work: Although I want to do good, evil is right there with me.
For in my inner being I delight in God’s law; but I see another law at work in me, waging war against the law of my mind and making me a prisoner of the law of sin at work within me.
What a wretched man I am! Who will rescue me from this body that is subject to death?
Thanks be to God, who delivers me through Jesus Christ our Lord! Romans 7:21-25
The band Satellite Soul… sings a song with the lyrics “there’s an old man living here inside of me…”
There is an inner battle that occurs within every Christian. Its between the old and new nature. We come to Christ and we desire to kill the sinful, evil, fleshly nature. And that man must die so the new man built in Christ may live. But the old man comes back alive. He will not be fully dealt with until we ourselves are in the presence of God with a completed new nature and spiritual body. Meanwhile, I must take up my cross daily, deny myself and follow Jesus.
In what ways is that old man and nature showing himself? How can I kill that nature and let the life God has given me shine.
God, what a reminder that I am not perfected yet. I want to be. Oh, that You would fully regenerate me into that new man. Meanwhile, Jesus, I am going to keep looking to You, my model in all things, my source and my goal. Today is a day of rest with Maureen. May You be in the center of our conversation. I bless You Lord and thank You for all the goodness in my life.
Complete lyrics: www.youtube.com/watch?v=NMfozAXc7MU
There’s an old man living here after all these years
Thought he’d been dead and gone
But he suddenly appears
And I am not so comfortable with him still around
‘Cause he has got a voice in me I have found
There’s a chance that I can take him down for good
It’s in giving in to what I know I should
And I wish I could, but
I’m not as smart as I think I am
I could lie, but I’ll tell the truth
And though I try, it’s just no use
I am a foolish, foolish man
And I’m not as good as I say I am
Won’t You take this man that remains to be
And nail him up and let him bleed and die
Let him die
I’ve seen this mystery and I felt no surprise
I’ve seen a life unfold and still been uninspired
There is no boundary to what I have abused
My pathetic wandering leaves me nothing but confused
And I could tell You that I’ve got it figured out
Rather stand in front of You and scream and shout
That without a doubt
I’m not as smart as I think I am
I could lie, but I’ll tell the truth
And though I try, it’s just no use
I am a foolish, foolish man
