The fallen world has sharp claws and a hunger for righteousness. It devours our goodness from the inside. But something within resists. It stands up to what would tear us down and keeps us free in the face of bondage. Where does that something come from? How can we find it? How do we call upon it to resist the hunger of the world?

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