Sometimes I get so insecure by trying to figure out what others think of me.
Other times, the battle is just with me trying to perform for God. Believing in the lie, once again, that His love for me is work-based.
“Oh I shouldn’t have said that. Maybe I should’ve done it this way”. Many times, I find myself feeding on the lies of the enemy. Find myself worrying about insignificant things that I feel I now know the meaning of being ‘worried sick’.
It’s a struggle and a weakness. A joy stealing weakness. Sometimes it takes a while to get a hold on my thoughts, to take these thoughts captive.
But when I finally do, I am reminded of some wonderful truths. Continue reading