“Therefore my heart is glad, and my whole being rejoices; my flesh also dwells secure.” Psalm 16:9
I want that. I long for my flesh to dwell securely. Sometimes I willingly let it out of it’s hiding place and other times I turn around and there it is. But, I want to be finished building it’s jail cell, lock it up and throw away the key.
But, it is my flesh that keeps me grounded. It’s my flesh that continues to draw me back to my Makers throne. As much as I hate my flesh, it’s what He has given me so that I can experience His righteousness.
So, we will dwell together in resistance and I will press on, into Him.
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