Let my flesh become as a speck.

     Fill me with your spirit, oh Lord.  Not for myself or that I may feel good and have your peace.  But so that spirit of love and joy and peace can overflow onto others. 

     I am no match for the world system or the fleshly lusts that entangle us all.  May my flesh fall in a downward spiral to the depths of the sea so to speak.  May I put a nail in its coffin, never to see the light of day again.  And in its place, in that vast area of empty space, I ask for your Holy Spirit to come and occupy, to come and overshadow, to come and fill every nook and cranny.  Let it truly not be I who live, by you who lives in me. 

     This is not by coercion or you coming in by force.  It’s an RSVP invitation (BTW open to whosoever), that I gladly accept of my own free will. 

     The truth of the matter is that my flesh is on a battlefield.  With its dying breath it makes a stand to never back down or quit.  It is committed to defending itself.  Never to be taken over by anything or anyone.  In humanity past and present it has remained virtually victorious in all of its battles.  Only rarely with the leading and guiding of the Holy Spirit has it been overcome and defeated. 

     Put a nail in the coffin of that flesh, who struggles to survive.

      I determine in my heart, it’s the Holy Spirit, who now will occupy.

     Not for my benefit, but according to your holy will.

     So that others may know, what it means, “peace be still.”

Ricky B