Oscar Wilde said, “I can resist anything except temptation.” I can resonate with that. The devil knows exactly where I’m weak and vulnerable and I’m a sucker for his lies. It’s no wonder that the hymn writer Robert Robinson wrote hundreds of years ago, “Prone to wander, Lord I feel it. Prone to leave the God I love.”
I’m prone to walk away from the God I love everyday. I turn my back as I run to my idols that I’ve built for myself and wander around in the dessert trying to find joy and value and life in my own accomplishments and self-importance.
And it doesn’t matter how I hard I try. Because despite my fight, and even my occasional success in resisting temptation, one of the devil’s attacks will leave me nothing more than a loser without anything left for the fight.