Ever notice doubt gets extra loud and compelling when you’re taking a risk your heart knows you need—a risk you know somewhere deep down you were born to take?
Those moments can feel so disorienting.
Doubt-filled moments can tire us out, distract us, and make us feel small and lost when really, we know where God’s leading. We’ve known for a while.
These kinds of moments remind me of times I visit a mall or zoo and, when I look at the directory, the “You Are Here” sticker’s been scratched off so I can’t figure out which way will get me to a favorite shoe store or to see the gorillas.
Here’s the thing about the confusing moments when we feel small: they aren’t truth. Those images come from someone else. It might sound like the voice of an unsupportive friend, coworker or family member. It may feel like the wounds of our past. But really it’s the one whose job it is to prowl through the vast potential of our lives and mix up our thoughts so much we can’t find the You Are Here sticker.
“The thief’s purpose is to steal and kill and destroy. [Jesus’] purpose is to give them a rich and satisfying life.” — John 10:10 NLT
This thief shows us pictures to scare us. Ones like this, taken on one of my recent runs.
- Look how intimidating that dream is!
- I could never get past that barbed wire—it’s too strong, too dangerous.
- That hoped-for, prayed-for, prepared-for landscape is impossible to reach.
- Why should I even try?
Don’t fall for it, friend.
The enemy of our souls and dreams isn’t showing us what’s true, he’s showing us what is true for him. Because his days are numbered and this is the best view he will ever have of goodness and life.
You and me, on the other hand?
We’re really here.
Or in one of a thousand other places in the wide-open air of freedom in Christ. Because no matter what the view seems to be in our moments of doubt, it’s God’s view that we can trust.
This weekend I’m doing something I’ve wanted to do for years: lead a group of women through an entire weekend, helping them see they’re not stuck behind a barbed wire fence with their gifts, quirks or relationships as mothers and daughters.
Everything in me soars with joy at the thought of their faces, their stories.
The enemy would be ever so happy to wedge barbed-wire images into my mind instead. And he’s going to fail. Because God who calls is faithful to complete this calling in me—in the women who are attending this weekend (see Philippians 1:6). I choose to look through the fence of the liar’s image and to, in faith, be vulnerable and take the risk to walk beyond it to the land of this long-time dream. Would you please pray for me as I do?
Where in your life is the enemy showing you scary pictures of your soul’s reality or desires? How can I partner with you in prayer as you choose the true picture—freedom—instead?
Hugs and shared trust in the truth,
Joining my friend Suzie Eller and others who choose healing change—beginning right where they are—at #livefreeThursday