An imitation of a Frenchman would not make me a Frenchman. I am a German and I would have to be “reborn” to be anything but what I am. And so in the Christian life. I must be born anew. That is why Christ took me with Himself down into the grave and brought me forth a “new creation.” He terminated my old life when there upon the Cross as Representative He died; and He imparted to me a new life when He arose from the grave.
Prayer is not the cunning art of using God, subjecting Him to one’s selfish ends in an effort to get out of Him what you want.
What is impossible to me as an imitator of Christ, becomes perfectly natural as a participant of Christ. It is Only when Christ nullifies the force of my inherent “self’ life,” and communicates to me a Divine life, that Christian living in its true sense, is at all possible for me.
If the ‘self-life’ is supreme, Satan does not have to be invited in. The lines are already set for the ‘electric’ current to flow. Satan is master of ceremonies, though he be apparently non-existent.