We don’t tend to view our natural predisposition as one of death. Certainly in some skin deep understanding of sin, we think of ourselves as people in a grave just deep enough so as we cannot reach the ledge and pull ourselves out. We think that Christ is just waiting to help pull us from the grave. And if you do not extend your hand to Him, you die in this grave. But, oh, what a disservice this image does to the work of God. We do not live in a grave. We are corpses (Ezekiel 37:1-14, Ephesians 2:1-2, Colossians 2:13a) More than corpses, we were enemies of God (Romans 5:10), we took every chance to sin as our hearts are desperately wicked (Jeremiah 17:9) Our very nature being that of sin (Isaiah 53:6, Romans 7:14 and 25) So what is necessary for these dead enemies of God?
Life, life is needed. Truly, how could a corpse whose every inclination is evil ever become alive? The only way this could happen is that if that same spirit that raised Christ from the dead also raised us up (Romans 8:11) and He breathed new life into us in the same way that He breathed into Adam at the beginning. Giving us a new nature (1 Corinthians 5:16-18, Ezekiel 36:26) and a new heart. And there, were the corpse once was, is now a newborn infant (1 Peter 2:2, 1 Corinthians 3:1) While still needing instruction, and correction; look there to that image. There is life! Life where the was death. And while we still make war with the corpse, we know that the war has been won as our savior hung on a cross with His words being “It is finished”. So it is my hope that just as He has put a new spirit and new life in those who are His children and those who love Him, that He still works in His children daily. Knowing that if I was at one point a dead body and an enemy, possessing nothing of value for Him to use, that He still loved me and still brought me to Him. This is my hope and my confidence, that He who began a good work will see it to completion on the day of Christ. (Philippians 1:6)
Furthermore, how could I not love One who has loved me with such a love? With all He has given, how could I not fall down in admiration of the One who gave all things?
I fail to on many occasions, but still we make war. Only by His might, and by his love, but we make war.


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