I was reminded in the past few days that I am oh, so vulnerable to attack when I am already wounded. And that even when I see it coming, I am often unable to fend it off successfully.
The enemy taunts me and encourages me to compare my life with the lives of others. He stands on the sidelines and calls out, “Your Father loves others better than you!” He accuses in the shadows, “You are a failure. Your faith is pitiful. You will not persevere to the end.”
But he is a liar and the father of lies and deception and untruth are his native tongue.
I have to go back, again and again and again, to the Truth and recite it, write it, declare it and hold fast to it.
I must remember that every promise of God in Christ is “yes” and “amen”.
I must remind myself daily that victory has already been declared even when I can’t see it or feel it.
And when I am too tired to fight, I must allow myself to withdraw and catch my breath-extending the same grace to me that I would extend to another in my place.
It is o.k. to draw boundaries and to create safe places where I can recuperate and regain my strength.
I am not in competition with anyone else. God has marked my course and He will lead me home.
But I stand silently before the Lord, waiting for him to rescue me. For salvation comes from him alone.