There is a battle within me. An army of insecurities, fears, selfishness, & pride war against God’s desire for me and my obedience to it. It seems my flesh takes up arms against any sort of internal growth. Within my heart there is rebellion: a child with stomping feet and hurling fists, a deceptive adolescent with rolling eyes and a ruthless tongue. These demons are meant to be driven out, but they fight hard. These pains are healthy; leading to growth, redemption, and bringing us one step closer to righteousness. The battle wounds become the roads on which we travel in our pursuit of the abundant life. The scars and disfigurements bring about wisdom and remembrance of the journey. And we remain hopeful for the day when all things are made right; redeemed, reconciled and perfect.