The flesh and the spirit have torn me in two.
The flesh and the spirit, what should I do?
The spring waters my soul,
But weeding takes its toll.
I long to one day be complete.
I long one day to be fully me.
It’s a joy to live in obedience.
Victory, the missing ingredient.
The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak.
The spirit compels me to seek.
One day I will be with thee.
I can’t wait with every fiber of my being.

R.D. Jess

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Hi, I am R.D. Jess. I am a christian writer and postpartum doula. My relationship with my God is not a religion but a state of who I am. I love being there for others and find that writing the hard truth is the best way to make people feel less alone.

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