Unbridled optimism often accompanies those in the early stages of the trek after the Serving King, and for good reason. The early days of the quest meander along easily traversed brookside trails in the ease of the cool valley of forgiveness. Victories over sin come quickly and effortlessly. Even those with natural limitations can walk this trail. This is the domain of the novice.
But up ahead the trail rises into the mountains, steep mountains requiring gargantuan efforts in keeping up with the pace of the Serving King. The body, long accustomed to the ease of the valley, begins to experience shortness of breath as the Serving King effortlessly strolls up the steep grade of the trail leading to deepest stages of sanctification. The Serving King gained mastery over the flesh long ago and it obeys His every calling, strengthened by years of obedience. This is an easy traversing for Him. The flesh surrenders to His every whim.
But the novice trekker, skilled in the ways of impurity, finds the trail of righteousness exceedingly difficult to traverse, even after the profound cleansing of the inner being. And the body, long accustomed to slothfulness, rebuffs the exertion needed to keep up with the pace of the Serving King, preferring to live in the valley of forgiveness. The trail toward and beyond sanctification is far too steep for one so naturally limited. The body begs for a rest, just a short pause, a brief nap, a reprieve from the demands of doing as He does.
And so the rightness of limitation comes crashing down on the novice trekker. But the heart, radically captured by love for the Serving King, will have nothing to do with this inability to trek the trail of righteousness. No longer content with borrowed righteousness, the heart yearns for a sanctification of doing, a righteousness rooted in an external reality. The heart clamors for the body to rise up and follow the Serving King. It will have no more of this natural limitation; at least not without a grand effort to rise to the occasion. And the body, long crippled by natural limitations, slowly begins to discover a dormant doing rising out of new being quite capable of overcoming natural limitations. New life and energy begins to flow. Rise up and trek on. The fruit of doing lies just ahead…