By letting God's blazing abhorrence of flesh fall on Him in the fullness of wrath. We have faith in its selfish ideas. We believe in its power to get us to our destination, we esteem its advice to protect, advise, comfort. We harbor in secret the indulgence of its vain lusts and selfish wishes. The flesh presents itself as right and all others wrong.
Flesh invites darkness in and only the hatred of flesh drives it out.
As the deceiver and enemy of my very life, my eternity. Only when the flesh is unmasked and then despised is it destroyed. Flesh is not my friend. Flesh is my dictator and then my executioner. I must kill it or it will kill me.