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nothing disciplines the inordinate desires of the flesh like service, and nothing transforms the desires of the flesh like serving in hiddenness. the flesh whines against services but screams against hidden service. it strains and pulls for honor and recognition. it will devise subtle, religiously acceptable means to call attention to service rendered. if we stoutly refuse to give in to this lust of the flesh, we crucify it. every time we crucify the flesh, we crucify our pride and arrogance.

celebration of discipline. ~ richard foster