Sometimes the truth hurts. Sometimes it cuts like a dull knife working its way through lies that your heart wants to hold on to. Millimeter by millimeter it slowly severs the tendons of the lies.
It’s not always easy.
…………but it’s always necessary.
Sometimes it’s so much easier to believe the lies the enemy tells us. That God won’t answer our prayers. He plants seeds of doubt that bloom into giant trees of discouragement.
Sometimes it’s just easier to believe the lies, than to trust God’s faithfulness.
In the last 24 hours a mass accumulation of discouragement from multiple things came down upon me like a rock. I filled up a page in my journal of all my feelings. Line after line of I feel’s. I’m not discounting my feelings or discrediting them, but if you were to read them you’d see my lack of trust & my lack of faith. You’d see that it’s easier for me to believe the lies than believe the truth.
So right now – with the prayer of faithful friends & a godly husband – I’m undergoing the scalpel. I’m trying to believe the truth in the midst of the easy lies.