The war against the sinful nature

Paul candidly described the battle he faced with his own sinful nature in Romans 7:14-25.* God had gloriously transformed him from an enemy of Christ to an Apostle of Christ. He had been preaching the gospel for about 25 years by the time he wrote the Book of Romans. But he realized that evil would always be a familiar adversary in this earthly life:

So I find it to be a law that when I want to do right, evil lies close at hand. For I delight in the law of God, in my inner being, but I see in my members another law waging war against the law of my mind and making me captive to the law of sin that dwells in my members.

Romans 7:21-23

Our relationship with Christ has permanently altered our relationship with sin–it no longer rules our lives. We are dead to sin (Romans 6:11). We have been set free from its power in order to serve a New Master with a glorious, new purpose (Romans 6:22).

But our old, sinful nature is like a deposed dictator who wishes to retake power and will seek every opportunity to do so.

This conflict I have described is part of a process known as sanctification--becoming more like Christ. It is a lifelong process. We should be growing and experiencing victories in our war against sin. But we never reach sinless perfection in this life. The closer we get to God, in fact, the more aware we become of the sin in our lives that has yet to be defeated.

Why bother, then, if the struggle never ends? This illustration came to mind:

We’ve all had the experience of turning the kitchen light on the kitchen light to find an unwanted, six-legged animal crawling along the floor or counter. I’m talking about cockroaches, of course.

The disgusting little critter usually evokes an immediate response–we either reach for the nearest can of insecticide or try to give it an old-fashioned stomp. We also know there’s bound to be more of them in hiding, so we take steps to get rid of them, too (cleaning up food crumbs, putting out poison baits or traps, etc.). We declare war on the invasive species.

What we don’t do is accept the pests’ presence as just “the way things are.” We don’t act as though they have the right to cohabitate with us and share our food. We know we’ll probably be at war with creepy crawlers our whole lives, yet the thought of allowing them to multiply and take over is never an option.

Believer, take heart in your battle with sin! Like Paul, you will experience both victories and failures as you seek to please God and die to yourself. But you must never live as though sin has some rightful place in your life.

*Scholars, theologians, and commentators have debated the meaning of Romans 7:14-25 for centuries. Some argue that this section describes the experience of an unbeliever–someone who doesn’t know the Lord. I believe Paul is describing the universal Christian experience of struggling with sin. I believe even those who disagree with my interpretation would acknowledge the believer’s responsibility to resist sin and the ongoing battle with the sinful nature (1st Corinthians 10:13, Galatians 5:16-18 and Ephesians 4:22-24 are a few other texts that come to mind).

Divine Appointment on Salem Drive

Many are the plans in the mind of a man,
    but it is the purpose of the Lord that will stand.

-Proverbs 19:21

I read this Proverb this morning as I was sipping my coffee. I began thinking of how often God has changed wrecked my plans in order to accomplish His plans.

But God allowed me to experience the truth of this verse in a most amazing way this morning.

I took the usual five-minute drive from my house to the church building. Most of this short commute happens on Salem Drive, a road I’ve gone down countless times since we moved here.

But turning off of Salem into the church parking lot was different this time. A man had laid down his adult-sized tricycle on its side, partially blocking the parking lot entrance. I actually had to wait for him to move it a little before I could drive in–otherwise I would have run over a long flag that was attached the back of the vehicle.

The man asked for my help as soon as I stepped out of my car. It turned out that the tricycle had two chains, both of which had come loose. He was unable to get them back on (I’m not sure exactly how long he’d been trying).

I grabbed the chains and began working on getting them back onto the sprockets. I joked that the task took me back to memories of my 10-year-old self fixing my bicycle. He laughed and repeatedly thanked me for my help. I could tell that life had thrown some serious challenges his way, yet he was so cheerful (this was a quick reminder about the importance of gratitude).

His tricycle was slightly more complicated than my childhood bicycle, but the principle was the same. We had both chains back on their sprockets in a few minutes. He then pointed to the rear axle and explained that the sprocket was loose, allowing it to move from side to side on the axle (it should be firmly fixed in the center). This, he said, is probably what caused the chains to come off. He asked if I had a wrench we could use to tighten it.

I asked our secretary if she had some wrenches in her toolbox (she keeps one in her office). She found a set, but they looked way too big to be of any help.

I have a set of tools in the trunk of my car that I inherited when I bought it. I never have really looked through them very closely so I wasn’t optimistic about finding what I needed. But I figured it wouldn’t hurt to check.

And there they were: a set of channel lock pliers that looked like they had been custom-designed for today’s job (the smallest set I have ever seen). I wonder what Mr. McCoy (the car’s previous owner) had in mind when he bought them. “I’ve never even noticed these before today,” I told my new friend. A few turns of the bolt and the sprocket was securely set in the middle of the axle.

We turned his newly repaired tricycle right-side up. My friend thanked me again before joyfully peddling away.

I reflected on this divine appointment as I washed my grease-covered hands.

God had orchestrated every detail: from my arrival time at the office to the tool that was placed in my trunk years ago. He put me in just the right place at the just right time and provided me with exactly what I needed for this morning’s first assignment.

It’s going to be a good day. It already has been.