Refuting the Lies

Satan tempted Jesus and Jesus replied with the words of God and a period.

Satan tempted Adam and Eve and Eve replied with Gods word’s and a question mark. Satan lied again and she believed it.

Tonight my pain level is high. So high I’m slurring my words a little and my hands are shaking. At first pass I want to say I’ve been dealing with the more permissible temptation of believing the lie that God has forgotten about me. But God has been showing me the past few weeks that my biggest problem is not that I think he’s forgotten about me, it’s that I think I don’t deserve to be whole and well when so many others stay broken and hurting. I’ve bought, lived and breathed for my whole life the lie that if God gives me relief I will be taking it away from someone else.

Lies. Lies. Lies.

Truths: God is completely unlimited. He does as he pleases. HE is the author of justice, not me. He is just even (especially?) when it does not fit my definition of justice. No one and nothing can limit God or use up his power.

So Satan, did you learn nothing from the whole Jesus died and came back to life thing? Did you forget that in the end God is gonna smash you with his pinky finger and your days of messing with me will be over? And really, you’re done here right now because I choose to trust in God’s unlimitedness no matter what you try to make my circumstances tell me. So get outta my head. Byeee.

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