 Not because it feels good, not because it always makes sense, because I'll be the first to confess. It doesn't always make sense to me. And it doesn't always feel good. Sometimes I find myself like the Apostle Paul around Romans 7 and 8, where I find myself doing things I don't want to do, and not doing the things that I should do, because it doesn't always feel good to obey God. Why? Because we have the flesh to contend with.