I hate my flesh. It drives me crazy that I can't walk in the spirit everyday. Why? Why is it so hard. I lose my patients with my kids, my husband, and pretty much everyone else. But thankfully my forgiveness is not based on my righteousness or my good merit, but it is the mercy of God. I'm so thankful he draws me back when I wander afar off. That he loves me in spite of myself. Help me Lord to walk uprightly in the spirit!