The Enemy of the Good Life

Romans 7:14-25

14 For we know that the law is spiritual, but I am of the flesh, sold into slavery under sin. 15 I do not understand my own actions. For I do not do what I want, but I do the very thing I hate. 16 Now if I do what I do not want, I agree that the law is good. 17 But in fact it is no longer I who do it but sin that dwells within me. 18 For I know that the good does not dwell within me, that is, in my flesh. For the desire to do the good lies close at hand, but not the ability. 19 For I do not do the good I want, but the evil I do not want is what I do. 20 Now if I do what I do not want, it is no longer I who do it but sin that dwells within me.

21 So I find it to be a law that, when I want to do what is good, evil lies close at hand. 22 For I delight in the law of God in my inmost self, 23 but I see in my members another law at war with the law of my mind, making me captive to the law of sin that dwells in my members. 24 Wretched person that I am! Who will rescue me from this body of death? 25 Thanks be to God through Jesus Christ our Lord!

So then, with my mind I am enslaved to the law of God, but with my flesh I am enslaved to the law of sin.

This has always been one of the most relatable passages for me from Paul.  This stream of consciousness rant about the frustrations he has with his own flesh and sin that dwells within him.  It’s like Paul plagiarized my journal.

I think we can all relate to Paul in this passage.  If we look at our lives closely enough we can come up with circumstances where we knew what we should have done or said, but we went and did the opposite.  We felt a pull to respond graciously in an encounter where we were wronged or slighted, overlooked or not considered, but a stronger pull bites back and we return what was served to us rather than turn the other cheek.  Or our resolve to care better for our physical bodies ends a day of healthy choices with a whole carton of ice cream because we just can’t resist anymore.

We try really hard to do the right thing but something in us drags us away.  Our own effort can only get us so far.  It’s like we’re chained to something and we ourselves don’t have the key to break free no matter how hard we try.

This is the imagery Paul uses in this passage.  Paul asks, “Who will rescue me from this body of death?”  In ancient times, Kings could sentence prisoners to be chained to a dead body as their punishment.  This convict would be forced to drag around, sleep beside, eat next to, a decaying, rotting corpse, always reminded of the wrong they did.

This may seem like overkill, to make this kind of an analogy in his letter, and it’s possible he wasn’t making a reference to this practice, just calling his own body and flesh nature one that is subject to death and dying (this is how the NIV translates this verse).

But I actually quite liked this word picture because it resonates.

Sometimes I feel like my flesh, my sin nature is like a rotting corpse I’m dragging around everywhere.  But more than just some dead body lifelessly hanging off of me, it’s more like a zombie version of me, chained to my ankle.  It’s alive but not really alive.  It does what it wants and is utterly controlled by basal desires. It pulls on the chain seeking the fulfillment of its own will.

As I go about my life, its stench wafts through the room with every self-centered decision, its weight pulls me away from where I want to be with every impatient response or unkind word spoken to a loved one, it moans aloud and tries my patience when I seek space and quiet time with God.

No matter how good I want to be, this rotting, old flesh gets in the way.  I am ashamed of it, I want to move past it, I don’t want to be reminded of it, but it follows me.

When I lash out and try to subdue it in my own strength, it fights me back.  I find myself saying along with Paul, “Wretched person that I am! Who will rescue me from this body of death?” because no matter how hard I try, I can’t break the chain myself.

And just as I reach the same realization as Paul, I reach the same conclusion as him too…it’s only through Jesus and his power that I can be freed from this unholy trinity of flesh, sin, and death.

When it’s me just wanting to be better and do better, I cannot overcome the weight of my flesh, at least not indefinitely.  I am easily worn out and worn down when I try to be good in my own strength.  But when I invite Jesus into the process, when I ask him to lead me and to loosen the grip and lessen the weight of this body of death, it does become lighter, more manageable.

I don’t think our bodies of death will ever be completely gone this side of Jesus’s return, but if we let him, he will share the load.  He will cover us in his grace and take on the weight of our dead flesh if we accept it.

This is usually my stumbling block…letting Jesus bear the weight of my flesh and sin.  He already did it on the cross, but I have this picture in my head that I have to wrangle and carry this rotting flesh myself, that it’s my zombie so it’s my responsibility, but Jesus asks me to put it down.  To bring it to him and stop trying to get everything together on my own so I feel worthy.

I am already worthy because God adopted me as his own.  He has already accepted me as his child.  He loves me, zombie companion and all, and he knows that this zombie companion is part of my walk in this life and he’s here to help me with her.  

I can’t and don’t need to take care of her on my own, I just need to trust him.  That he means what he says and that what he taught in his time on Earth was true.  That seeking the kingdom means I’ll find it (Matthew 7:7), that I have the Holy Spirit living in me to guide me (John 16:13), and that I will never be alone (Matthew 28:20).  

I can learn to trust him through the stories of others, like Paul who struggled with his flesh and came to the conclusion that Jesus was the only one who could free him (Romans 7:24-25).  And Paul again who said inviting the Holy Spirit into my thoughts and work and actions means I will see the fruit of the Spirit in my life rather than the evidence of the flesh, aka be led by my zombie self (Galatians 5).

The enemy of the Good Life is a life lived under the power of death – a life where the zombie version of us is in the driver’s seat, one where our sin nature, our flesh, dictates our choices and actions.  When we are led by the desires of flesh, we sin and this sin leads to death (Romans 6:23), maybe not immediate physical death, but a zombie-like existence where we’re breathing but not really alive.  A life run by fear and survival rather than peace and thriving.

Choosing to pursue the Good Life means no longer allowing the zombie to lead, or fighting her on our own, or just trying to ignore her, but turning to Jesus, asking for his help to free us from what we are chained to, to join him in the resurrection he made possible through his own death, so that we too can be pulled from death into new life, into the Good Life.