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(Not) Believing The Lies

    You know which lies I’m talking about. The ones that say “your not good enough” or “you can’t do it” or even worse “you’ll never amount to anything.” These are some of the lies that we deal with every day. Lately, mine have been “your a terrible mom” and “you just don’t look good.”  These lies hurt and that’s exactly what their meant to do. Their meant to ruin the way we look at ourselves, so that we won’t believe that we can be loved so much by a very big God.
So, why do we believe them?
Because we think so little of ourselves? I don’t think so. Because it’s easy to believe them, instead of fight them? Maybe. Or is it because we need to get back into the word and/or talk to our Saviour more? Yes, I’m sure that’s part of it. I believe that we need to daily spend time with our saviour, sharing with him, what’s on our heart. He tells us in his word to “Watch out that you are not deceived”… (Luke 21:8) In order to do that, we need to keep in touch with him daily and confess to him our feelings, especially those of self doubt.
When we allow feelings of worthlessness to creep in, we are not focused on Christ and how very much he loves us. Instead we focus on how we can please and impress the world. Something that as Christians, we are told not to do.
God doesn’t ever want us to feel unloved. He loves us so much, that he sent his only son to die so that our sin can be forgiven. Think about that for a minute. Could you send your child to die to save someone else from sin? Do you love someone that much? I love a lot of people, and I love them lots. But not that much.
But yet, God loves us so much and he desires to spend eternity with us, so he made forgiveness for us possible. That’s so awesome.
So, in return, we need to love him back and stay focused on him and his word. He does not want for us to think less of ourselves, but more. Not be conceited, but just to believe that to him we are worth it, we are loved more than we could ever imagine.
Let’s stop listening to the lies. Listen to the Truth instead.
On a different note, Have you written to your sponsor child lately? These same lies get told to them daily as well. Let’s reassure them of our love and write them some words of truth.

*Andrea*

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