flesh [Theme]

You need to accustom yourself to prayer when everything is good, so that this skill will work when things are bad. Because at the moment of testing, each of us experiences carnal weakness - panic, fear, confusion, loss of strength; and if the spirit, strengthened by prayer, is vigorous, then it subdues the weakened flesh, guides it, and gives courage to accomplish feats.

Watch and pray, so that you do not fall into temptation: the spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak.

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“And so that I would not become exalted by the abundance of revelations, a thorn was given to me in the flesh, an angel of Satan, to buffet me, so that I would not become exalted” (2 Cor. 12:7).

Apparently I will break my celibacy vow today!

Those who live according to the flesh set their minds on carnal things, but those who live according to the Spirit set their minds on spiritual things.

Just as Sodom and Gomorrah and the surrounding cities, like them, committed fornication and went after other flesh, being subjected to the punishment of eternal fire, are set as an example, so it is with these dreamers who defile the flesh, reject the authorities and slander the high authorities.

Happy is the man who had your flesh in his hands!

What is born of the flesh is flesh, and what is born of the Spirit is spirit. The Spirit breathes where it wants to, and you hear its voice, but you do not know where it comes from and where it goes: this is the case with everyone who is born of the Spirit.

The night did not want to end. She craved... More... And more... She accepted, absorbed... Greedily swallowed the impatient streams, opening up ever wider towards the elements, which seemed to be about to swallow her all... Subdue her to her will.. It will turn with water... But the sky was not hungry, it was seeking... The sky was looking for tactility... Contact.... , of an ephemeral structure... The sky was swallowed up, but it did not absorb... It dissolved... With every drop it acquired grace, with every cell... realizing that it would no longer be the same, because, no matter how hard you try, it is impossible to forget that a feeling of paradise that the infinite Mother Earth bestowed on his nerve endings (drops) ....

Opening your eyes and seeing yourself behind the counter of goods, looking at one point confidently, like a hungry bird in flight, looking outside the panoramic window, looking closely, you recognize the figure, but not the same as at the beginning, but smaller, in children's hands, and let you into the shop to yourself, with a smile and thinking..... Why was I afraid? Have I grown up?

After all, my flesh is already exhausted!

At this moment it becomes clear: you are the flesh of the flesh of this world. You were brought up by your family, your hometown, the Empire. Your fate was formed from your upbringing, from your position in society, from the actions of other people, from the era in which you happened to live.

Intoxicates my mind and flesh!