The thing about faith is you have to wear it with confidence. You have totally own it. It’s like doing a strut and daring the devil to say anything about it. It’s hard, really hard sometimes — because the moment by moment reality is so despairing. Reaching beyond that and telling the devil to shut the hell up. To rebuke the heckling in your ear, is like standing up to a bully.
I had a bully tormenting me when I was in the 6 grade. I had to walk down his block on the way to school and he would so jack with me. I would stop dead in my tracks. I can, this very day see myself frozen with this kid’s mouth moving. I see his mean eyes, his eyebrows and his big teeth in need of braces. Yeah, I see way too much teeth spread apart. And you know what else I see? I see that he was actually shorter than me.
When I visualize him now, I can’t for the life of me why I didn’t punch his lights out. Why didn’t I swing a million times? I can’t remember how long I it up with it, but I know I never stepped strong.
Who was I then? I was the little sister that would go berserk on my big brother. And I mean he was big, he was a football star in high school, five years ahead of me. He would push my button and I would hit him everywhere and anyway I could. He never hit me back. (Note to self — thank, Steven for not hammering me).
Anyway, my point is, even as you stand in your mess, tangled in life’s challenges, day to day issues or a crisis with no solutions — tell the devil to take “several seats”. Don’t stop to listen to him. Even if there’s a little on a glimmer of fear and doubt in your mind. Don’t let it get the best of you. Your light is actually brighter and capable than any dark place.
Talk boldly to the devil, proclaim God’s love, peace, mercy, grace and unconditional companionship. I mean, after all He’s walking with us. That’s why we can actually say to devil, “don’t tell me God won’t save me or that I’m lost and alone.”
I totally believe that Jesus is our best friend. He’s the ultimate ride or die friend. I imagine Him being that really chill friend that walks with us chatting with strangers and pointing out beautiful things along the way. Helping us figure stuff out along the way.
Actually, now that I think about I if I had known him when I was that little girl on that lonely block on the way to school, he probably would have said that kid wants to be your friend, but doesn’t know how.
All I’m saying, is we have to keep walking; walk boldly and reach for God’s lift up. Don’t get stuck in the mess — the way I let that little guy get the best of me.
Saw this verse in Streams in the Desert this morning:
Seeing then that we have a great high Priest… Jesus, the Son of God, let us hold fast our profession. Let us come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need (Hebrews 4:14-16).
Streams in the Desert is my favorite daily devotional.