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Our flesh wants to keep on walking according to our old life, our old ways. Our flesh likes our old ways. And it can't know any different. It's dead. It's still dead. It's never going to change. Our flesh is unredeemable. Our flesh is unimprovable. There is no grace given to us to transform it. But there is grace given to us to crucify it. Not at our own strength. We crucify our flesh by bringing it to the Lord for him to crucify. It's that humble admission, Lord, I can't do this. I bring this to you. Please crucify this in my life.