St. Paul began to recognize the sin that dwelt within his thoughts and his actions.
And it became a war within himself, fighting his human (fleshly) desire to sin,
while inside his heart and within his soul was an even greater desire to please God.
So Paul confessed and pleaded, “Miserable one that I am!
Who will deliver me from this mortal body?
Thanks be to God through Jesus Christ our Lord.”
Are you there yet, beloved?
Every time you get on the road and someone wants to drag race,
or cut you off, so they can go slow in front of you.
And your anger, your vengeance flares up.
Or the kids stress you to the limits of patience.
Or the boss gives you – just one more URGENT project
than your overfilled mind can handle.
Or besides increasing your phone, or trash, or electric, or medical bills,
just for the fun of it – they add on another fee for sending you the bill. @#$%
And that curse is on the tip of your tongue.
And you find yourself constantly saying,
“Sorry Lord! Sorry Lord!”
WHO will DELIVER me?????
Who will deliver ALL of us?
(Guess we know who won’t.)
Thanks be to God for Jesus.
You know what, beloved, Jesus might not pay our bills,
or finish our projects, or strike that crazy driver with lightning.
But He can soothe our anxieties enough to have
the right mind to see it all through, to see a way out,
when no other option seems to work.
“Sorry Lord. Please bring me peace.
Please bring us patience, and enough money, and food,
and Hope, and LOVE!”
And SO He will . . .
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