Every night, before I sleep, I make my bed. It is not for neatness or presentation purposes, I make my bed so I can be kept warm during the night.
No matter what I do, I always end up kicking and rolling in my sleep; when morning time comes the bed is a mess: one blanket is on the floor, while the other is pushed to the side, barely covering any part of my body. In the winter time, I am so cold in the morning as I struggle to gather the blankets, re-rotating them back to the correct angle and re-layering them.
I try to stay still, I want to stay still so I remain protected by the warmth. But I move and I fight and messes it up. Every time I sleep I messes up my protection, every night before I sleep I make my bed again to protect myself. An endless cycle.
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. 18I know that nothing good lives 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 what I do is not the good I want to do; no, 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.
21 So I find this law at work: When I want to do good, evil is right there with me. 22 For in my inner being I delight in God's law; 23 but I see another law at work in the members of my body, waging war against the law of my mind and making me a prisoner of the law of sin at work within my members. 24W hat a wretched man I am! Who will rescue me from this body of death? 25 Thanks be to God—through Jesus Christ our Lord! So then, I myself in my mind am a slave to God's law, but in the sinful nature a slave to the law of sin.
