“I blew it again.”
Do you ever say things like that to yourself?
Me too. Just today in fact.
I’m in the process of writing a book on the spiritual side of depression, and just yesterday I fell prey to the mini-version of it myself. Again.
Have you ever had one of those days where the tears roll for no apparent reason? And no matter what you do to make them stop, they keep on flowing like the spray at a carwash?
But here’s the thing…I know what to do. I am that doctor who has gone through it, who is writing the book about what to do, and who teaches others.
I am also the one the enemy wants to silence. He doesn’t want us to be victorious in our own lives, and he certainly doesn’t want us to teach anyone else how to be. That makes us a double threat.
The first place he tries to attack me is in my thinking. And he did it again when I heard his whisper and accepted it as truth, “What is wrong with me? I’m supposed to have the answers. No one will believe me now. I blew it again.”
So as I wiped away the tears, and shook aside the cobwebs, I returned to the truth.
Who gave me the dream to speak and write, to spread hope and help? God did.
Who pulled me out of the grip of depression when it threatened my life? God did.
Who taught me how to fight not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms? God did.
Whose love for me is everlasting, even when I blow it? And whose grace is sufficient for me, even in my weakness? God’s is.
And that, my friend, is the truth on which we must stand to fight against every lying whisper of the enemy who seeks to attack our confidence and esteem.
The truth is that God sees us as worthy, for he has redeemed us, and nothing else matters.
“I have swept away your offenses like a cloud, your sins like the morning mist. Return to me, for I have redeemed you.” Isaiah 44:22