Wretched man that I am!

"For we know that the Law is spiritual, but I am of flesh, sold into bondage to sin. For what I am doing, I do not understand; for I am not practicing what I would like to do, but I am doing the very thing I hate. But if I do the very thing I do not want to do, I agree with the Law, confessing that the Law is good. So now, no longer am I the one doing it, but sin which dwells in me. For I know that nothing good dwells in me, that is, in my flesh; for the willing is present in me, but the doing of the good is not. For the good that I want, I do not do, but I practice the very evil that I do not want. But if I am doing the very thing I do not want, I am no longer the one doing it, but sin which dwells in me. I find then the principle that evil is present in me, the one who wants to do good. For I joyfully concur with the law of God in the inner man, but I see a different law in the members of my body, waging war against the law of my mind and making me a prisoner of the law of sin which is in my members. Wretched man that I am! Who will set me free from the body of this death? Thanks be to God through Jesus Christ our Lord! So then, on the one hand I myself with my mind am serving the law of God, but on the other, with my flesh the law of sin."
Romans 7:14-25 (NASB)

Today I identified with Paul's struggle. I went to the grocery store for only the second time alone with both kids. Shopping with an infant and a toddler is made much easier by these neat carts some of the grocery stores have. Our store has these carts where one or two children can sit inside the "car" and then another can sit in the normal grocery cart seat. This worked great for me the first shopping trip. Well, today I arrived at the store, baby car seat/carrier in one hand, toddler's hand in the other, only to search the front of the store, ask for assistance and find that all two of these carts were currently in use. (Have you ever been in a situation and you get to a point where you realize things are not going to turn out well no matter what you do from here on out, and you have the choice to keep going anyway or bail? I had just reached that point. I decided to keep on.) So my son, who's not quite two, walked with me. Now, you expect that's where the problem was, right? No, he did great. Did my baby cry the whole time? No, she slept like, well, like a baby. It was me. I was the problem. I was so upset the store would only have two carts capable of holding more than one child. Oh, and then, as I shopped, when I would see the shoppers using the car carts--I kept looking at them like it was their fault. Everytime I passed a store employee and they cheerfully greeted me, I would say "Hi" with a tone and facial expression to convey how miserable I was and all because of them. But all along, I kept telling myself, "Everything's going fine. Just get over it and enjoy the shopping trip. Be happy. You're just making yourself miserable." But I wouldn't listen to myself! "Wretched man that I am! Who will set me free from the body of this death?" Today's experience is rather silly, but the struggle is so real! "Thanks be to God through Jesus Christ our Lord! So then, on the one hand I myself with my mind am serving the law of God, but on the other, with my flesh the law of sin."