“Remember Whose You Are ”
They are speaking to me again. Telling me I am worthless and here you are again in the same spot. Thinking these awful thoughts when you know God is God. He is your redeemer and friend. He has done everything for you and “it’s just not enough”. That’s the voice talking to me.
I think of giving up. Of throwing in the towel. What does that look like? Who knows?! I just know that life is knocking me down like when you are close to the shore and you stand up to walk and the waves knock you flat.
I recognize these lies. This liar. The father of lies. The one who wants me dead because that will be what it takes to silence this voice for my Lord and Savior. The evil one is tilling up the final soil. My mind. My thoughts. He can’t have anything else. He can’t have my mind either. I remember who I am in Christ Jesus.
Phillipians 4:8 “Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.”
Reality is we live in this world. We get up, we shower, we dress for the day, we go to work, we interact with those we work with, we meet deadlines, we deal with ‘interruptions’, we smile, we're kind, we be Christ like, and then we plop! We fail. We fall. Every moment of the day I recognize the presence of God. He walks with me. We talk all day long. I listen. I talk. I listen. Sometimes there is silence.
Yesterday I asked God His plan for my day. When I arrived at the place I go every Friday morning, a weight loss center, there was tension in the air. Words were passed back and forth with the consultant. God told me last November “just do something” and I’ll help you learn to not depend on food where you need to depend on me. And oh, by the way, He is still teaching me this. Well, anyway, she stated that everything she was suggesting, I was being negative about. I didn’t see it that way of course. Do we ever? Her suggestions were just not something I would enjoy or for someone with my personality. She perceived it as a personal attack. It wasn’t. Her “everything” statement hurt me. I liked her suggestion of taking the chicken sandwich and cutting up the chicken and throwing on a salad and making garlic toast with the bread. (Ha) Oh Lord, why---why—do I wear my feelings on my sleeves. Anyway, I left uneasy. And then the evil one, not my sweet Lord, began to condemn me on my drive home. “You really showed Christ in you to that woman”. “You are acting like the same ugly mean person you used to be.” “Sure, God has changed you.” “Couldn’t prove it by that.”
Okay, last night I claimed every scripture that positioned me in Christ. Victory. Peace. Joy. Rest. Today is a new day.
This journey is not an easy one. It truly feels like war. The arrows are too painful. The walk is too long. Oh, how I long for heaven. But in the meantime, I will continue to praise my Lord and seek His will for my days. My purpose is to give God the glory in all that I am.
“Away from me, all you who do evil, for the Lord has heard my weeping. The Lord has heard my cry for mercy; the Lord accepts my prayer.” Psalm 6:8-9
For those on this journey with me. I pray for you. I love you.
Martha
Footnote: forgiveness for the lady and myself at the weight center….there is peace
