Right now, I'm struggling with my feelings. The feelings in the pit of my stomach that tell me:
You are not good enough.
You are not doing the right thing.
You are not worthy to rest.
You are not a good mother.
You are not a good writer.
You are doing this all wrong.
After a morning of these feelings, Hannah and I went on a run/bike ride. At some point during the run, I had a moment of clarity:
None of these statements that had been running through my mind all morning contain hope. They are absolute negatives with no room for light.
Through faith and through the Word, I know that God wants me to press on to win the prize. Those statements above? They stop me in my tracks. I know that He loves me. Those statements above? They are not words of love. I know that He delights in me. Those statements above? They steal my joy. Thus, I can draw the conclusion that those statements above are not God's voice.
I have the choice to turn off the broken record that resounds in my head when circumstances or even my own failings push the 'play' button. I can shirk the negativity and press into His heart. I can choose to see my mistakes through His eyes, instead of with the dismal perception of my own.
Challenge: What statements run through your brain that you know are not of Him, and yet, they seem to grab hold and consume you? How do you combat them?