I know what sin feels like in my body. I’ve experienced the momentary bliss of sexual sin. I know all too well the pleasure of indulging in too much food or drink. I’ve felt the pulsation of anger and rage in my members. I’ve hurt others with my eyes, my voice, my hands, my body.
And so, oh, how I resonate with Paul’s cry: Who will save me from this body of death?
A friend this week referred to an ongoing, besetting sin in his life as the “it” buried in a shallow grave that keeps rising again and again, seemingly impervious to his prayers and promises.
Oh, I feel it. I can relate.
I know first-hand the palpable sadness, shame, and despair of having done again what I promised myself, my loved ones, and God that I would never do again. I know what a “sin hangover” is—I’ve felt this in my flesh too.
Then rejoice with me, it’s Christmas!
In the beginning, we believed the lie that God was holding us back from life in the full, and so we cut ourselves “free” and ran unfettered from God into the fetters of death.
The enemy of our souls uttered lies. We made his words flesh.
God’s response is to make His Word flesh. And His Word does not lambast us with curses and judgment, no “I told you so!” No “serves you right!” He comes with “good news of a great joy, which is for all the earth!”
God’s response to our sin, sickness, helplessness, and hopelessness is to come to us. At Christmas, righteousness has come in the flesh. Life has come in the flesh. Help has come in the flesh. Hope has come in the flesh.
Have you run from God? Is any part of you running from Him still? Are you sick? Do you find within yourself, like I do, any place that does not trust God, does not want to obey, does not love Him?
Then rejoice with me, it’s Christmas! He has come into all that we are. He has come in the flesh!
Lord Jesus, thank You for coming. I need you in my flesh!
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