I struggle with sin. Straight out, plain and simple, no need to beat around the bush or try and hide it from everyone. I’m human. I sin. As do we all. But that doesn’t mean I have to like it. I hate it. I hate that it comes so natural.

In fact just yesterday I was saying to Old Fellow John that sin would have to be the thing I’m best at that doesn’t require any conscious thought. We’re all just as talented in sin as each other it seems.

Even Paul had a problem with it, and I find myself relating to him on this:

¹⁴ We know that the law is spiritual; but I am unspiritual, sold as a slave to sin. ¹⁵ I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do. ¹⁶ And if I do what I do not want to do, I agree that the law is good. ¹⁷ As it is, it is no longer I myself who do it, but it is sin living in me. ¹⁸ For I know that good itself does not dwell in me, that is, in my sinful nature. For I have the desire to do what is good, but I cannot carry it out. ¹⁹ For I do not do the good I want to do, but the evil I do not want to do—this I keep on doing. ²⁰ Now if I do what I do not want to do, it is no longer I who do it, but it is sin living in me that does it.

So my question this week, dear friends and fellow sinners. Do you think it’s possible for us to ever shed the thralls of sin and become Christlike in so much as we leave all sin behind us, or was Jesus (who was just as human as you and I) set a standard that we could all try for, but never succeed in reaching? Why?