Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Oh Is the Flesh Weak

I haven't blogged for the last couple of days because of either suffering from a kidney stone or something else that can cause much pain in the lower abdomen. I consider myself pretty tough when it comes to pain ( as my wife will verify ,I'm not your typical man,right hon ) but to try and concentrate and write anything , that is a whole other issue.

The one thing that I do know is how weak our flesh is. Its feeble really and can be laid low with something so small and simple. As I laid in pain I thought about the weakness of the disciples in the garden that fell asleep while Jesus was going through the most infinitely intense long night of soul. All Jesus asked was they wait,watch and be with Him but they couldn't . They fell asleep. Probably worn out and physically exhausted , they slept.

Man is a proud and arrogant being that rages against His creator. Think about how much we rely on our own strength , our own ability to do or be anything but in reality , we are as fragile as fine china. We put so much hope in the flesh , our bodies . But as I lay in pain , my thoughts started turning to the Lord and His promises to save us and raise us up incorruptible. The pain also reminded me of the wages of sin , death but I also rejoiced in the free gift of eternal life found in Jesus Christ.

So , yes I do not like pain ,nor do I like feeling tired and weak but it awakes me to the only hope I have is in God and Him alone , for my flesh is weak . But in Christ , even though we are wasting away on the outside , we are being renewed daily through Jesus . That is great news.

1 comment:

Kathy said...

Do you want to see a household in turmoil, dear readers? You should have been at our house. I know what you're thinking, those of the female persuasion. "Oh, a sick man in the house. Just like having a baby. That poor woman."
On the contrary, Reg is really a tough guy. He's stoic and gets stuff himself. I checked on him every hour and asked if he wanted anything. The answer was almost always, "Nope, I'm fine."
On the other hand, I'm the biggest baby you've ever seen. Worse than your "so called" typical man. It's not pleasant.
The reason our house was in a turmoil was because Reg runs it. He knows how to keep us all on track and get us where we're supposed to be going. Of course we're all going in different directions, as well. I thank God for my Reg and pray he never feels taken for granted by his family.
It's always of great comfort that God that never leaves us or forsakes us. That He is going to make all things new. It is a source of great comfort and joy for those who are His chosen people. Love you (and get better soon), Kathy