A Poem for Joshua Harris’ Illustration of ‘Feeding the Flesh’
Once there was a man,
Stripped of righteousness and stricken with sin.
His name is Christian,
A sinful wanderer he’s always been.
Once there was a monster always ‘round about,
Lurking in the darkness of this man’s past.
A sinister power, he’s possessing, no doubt.
His evil clutch sure do last.
Skin and bones he had none,
Yet “The Flesh” is what he’s called.
He is living inside the heart of every man,
Including that of Christian
Whose story we’re always told.
Clasping around poor Christian’s neck,
Is the chain of sin and harrowing guilt.
Withheld from liberty, he is at his wit’s end.
With The Flesh holding tightly, he couldn’t break free.
When Jesus came and so did the Light
That snuffed out the darkness
He alone couldn’t fight,
At last! his burden was lifted,
free from the shackles…
Now he can walk uprightly,
no longer shambles.
But The Flesh still lingers, does not go away.
He’s promised to always be right here to stay.
He follows him around, in every nook and cranny.
He annoys, tempts, and tests him daily.
But Christian refuses to lose.
So he picked a fight against
the Enemy of the Light.
He learned there are only two sides
from which to choose.
So, talking to Jesus day and night
Is his valiant weapon to counter his plight.
But after sometime he grew tired and weary.
The Flesh offered comfort, he seemed harmless and friendly.
Enjoying his company, Christian feeds him.
Slowly, his light of judgment is getting dim.
Day after day and week after week,
The Flesh becomes bigger and stronger
While Christian sinks smaller and feels weaker.
Everything now seemed so hopeless and bleak.
As The Flesh outgrows Christian every single day.
Christian wants to get rid of him right away.
So opens his Bible and begins to pray.
And discovered what Jesus had to say.
“Make no provision for the desires of The Flesh…”
Is what Romans 13:14 says.
For The Flesh is his sinful desires
to which he shouldn’t say yes.
Starve The Flesh as he would starve a pest.
That’s the thing with Jesus he could do best.