Conviction after the Contusion

As mere men and mortals we tend to blame our fleshliness for our fallacies. As yet it is our flesh's fault we sin, but we tend to forget that when we blame our flesh we actually blame ourselves. It seems we blame our flesh like it's some overly angry midget who forces us to be the failing factor to our demise or he'll take a bite out of our leg. Who else must we blame? After all, God can't tempt us nor cause us to over indulge in the sickness, like swine flu, we choose. 

With that being said, I must confess....I suck! Like everyone else at some point, I have also justified my sins to make me feel "ok" or at least "accepting" of it. I have tended to point the finger at those whom seem to wear sin on their sleeve and I follow it by an indirect rebuking. I've portrayed myself to be some sort of Joel Osteen minus those ridiculously perfect looking fake teeth, but along with my rotting teeth is a rotten heart. I've not only inside not looked like Jesus, but not even anything close, I mean, come on! I at least could have looked like the next best thing...Elvis or Will Smith, but no....I look like satan. Could I very well have been the reason for the verse Romans 6:1,2(read that right now.)? Am I alone in this feeling? 

Then I read this.... "And those who are Christ's have crucified the flesh with it's passions and desires. If we live in the Spirit, let us also walk in the Spirit."

Good God am I convicted after the contusion! Why did I not read this earlier or how is it that I usually don't care until after the contusion "an injury, as from a blow with a blunt instrument, in which the subsurface tissue is injured but the skin is not broken; bruise.(websters)" Has taken place?

Read this: Matt. 26:41

Conclusion: Let's pray for each other as brothers and sisters to be in the spirit and take the time to just stop and pray for each other, because being in the flesh is like bottling up hell and being in the spirit is like sweet fellowship with Jesus! Pray for me if you will, cause how can I minister to the lost when I sometimes feel more lost?

p.s. my teeth aren't rotten