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The mind drives to judgement


Galatians 5:13 

13 For you were called to freedom, brothers and sisters;

only do not use your freedom as an opportunity to indulge your flesh,

but through love serve one another.

 

Flesh 2

 

Flesh wants to reign again ... it is a loosing battle

Early in the morning its mind drives me to judgment

If one only thinks a thing ... it is just like doing

what a way to go ... living in this wobbly tent

 

Storms may come and go ... in the temporal

the tent feels mighty comfy and well at home

It complains and aches and draws most attention

preparing for finality ... standing on its own

 

Yes it judges everything ... except its natural self

Dust to dust is written ... can flowers bloom on it?

Can something good ... come out of something so rotten?

Only time will tell ... as my flesh says “yes” ... to this

 

Jan Wienen

 

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