Here is a paradox.
The things that we should and do regard as the greatest of blessings,
we sometimes view as an affliction.
What's up with that?
I love Matthew Modine's answer to the general in Full Metal Jacket: "Sir, I think this reflective of man's dual nature."
Ever use the phrase, "I am of two minds about the matter?"
Family. Is yours (even the nearest and dearest) sometimes a pain and you wish they would (if only temporarily) go away?
How can this be? These are the people with whom we share common blood and heritage and even physical resemblance.
Why the ambivalence?
Maybe Matthew Modine was sorta close to the truth.
Paul spends a whole chapter in Romans coming to the conclusion that the flesh struggles against the spirit.
That's me alright.