Grounded by flesh
My soul cries out in anguish for the many sins of my flesh…longing to do right, but somehow my flesh desires only to do wrong. My soul and spirit cry out to my flesh to be strong! My flesh longs to be accepted by this world…full with pleasers of the flesh, ignorant to their own immortal souls! I long to pull off all my fleshly parts, to be left as nothing more than skin and bones…then I could immerse both my soul and spirit with the faithful words to God…No more, need to worry Abba, Father! Flesh is no longer here to separate me from your words!