I’m going to preface this with a particular Scripture that really bowls me over and convicts me with how true this is and has become through the journey of loving God and putting death my flesh every day.
1 Corinthians 1:25-31 says, “Because the foolishness of God is wiser than men; and the weakness of God is stronger than men. For ye see your calling, brethren, how that not many wise men after the flesh, not many mighty, not many noble,are called: But God hath chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty; And base things of the world, and things which are despised, hath God chosen, yea, and things which are not, to bring to nought things that are: That no flesh should glory in his presence. But of him are ye in Christ Jesus, who of God is made unto us wisdom, and righteousness, and sanctification, and redemption: That, according as it is written, He that glorieth, let him glory in the Lord.”
As a young woman struggling with the sin of putting my body and what other people thought of my body over my love for God, I thought I was wise.
I thought I was wise, but I was wise in my own-conceit. Proverbs 26:12 speaks to this in a really OUCH sort of way. I believed I had self-control, but I had no control. I thought my desires were healthy, but my desires were ignoring God, and my need for God. I wasn’t seeking God. Psalm 63:1 says, “ O God, thou art my God; early will I seek thee: my soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh longeth for thee in a dry and thirsty land, where no water is.” All the time my soul was longing and thirsting for more than my own selfish heart could find on it’s own.
About 4 years ago, I had just finished a 2 or 3 hour exercise session on the bike. It was my way of trying to make up for all the calories I ate that day. Right now that kind of sounds moronic to me, but it was what I did back then, and it was selfish. I went into the bathroom and weighed myself, just like I did about 4 or 5 other times of the day. I looked at the number, and at that moment, I melted, into tears.
I just couldn’t be enough. I was glorying in my flesh. I was not remembering that I am saved by grace, that NOT of MYSELF; it is the gift of God.”
Battles can’t be fought without realizing our own foolishness. They can’t be won without soaking in and being awed by the grace of God. And when we began to realize this, we get just a taste of HIS INFINITE GOODNESS!