Crawling

I thought trials and temptations are for my benefit. Why, then, do I seem to get weaker and weaker? My flesh calls loudly to me and I follow. The next time it's not so loud, but I still hear, and follow. Now even a whisper is enough--guess what? I follow! And God's voice get quieter and quieter and quieter
the more I listen to my flesh. I'm like a kid learning to crawl--they try to go forward but their body overpowers their intentions and they go backward!