Although writing is therapeutic for me, I find myself "disconnected" from my laptop for months at a time. Life drifts away from the palms of my hands, because my attention is frequently diverted to the tedious tasks that accompanies paying bills, staying hidden underneath my security blanket, and surviving.
Yesterday, was a "bad" day for me. I tried to bubble wrap my emotional scars in a temporary, bandaged routine that became counterproductive. The recent attacks caught me off guard. The enemy found me drifting on autopilot and it bruised my ego. I took "hits" for others in silence. I didn't flinch. I didn't respond. I just endured. I put on a strong front but on the inside I was unraveling.
Every move forward felt like I was stepping on landmines. I became stuck in the same fight because I kept picking up the wrong weapons. Then acted surprised by the "flesh wounds" left behind.
Are you waddling in the "pity pond" of unbelief?
Are you digging up your seeds of faith in doubt?
Do you feel exposed and uncovered by the enemies same tactics?
Don't let the enemy back you in a corner and covet your power. You are more than a conqueror through Christ.
Do you want to get up in power or stay bedridden by man's opinion and/or rejection?
In Bible Study last night, Pastor Spivey said, "Stop giving yourself away!"
Wow!
How long will you willfully ration out the most intimate pieces of you in exchange for man's portion while forfeiting God's promise?
Let your spirit man rise up in Him.
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