Those words too long held power in my life. I believed them. I believed that those words spoken by an immature, thoughtless 5th grade boy were true. At that age, I didn’t consider the source, I believed it named what everyone thought about me. For an 11 year old, fighting for some sort of identity, a place in the world, figuring out how to dress for her body type that was continually changing, these words stung.
As a semi-well adjusted almost 30 year old, I still feel like that 5th grade girl, anytime I get ready for a date, dress up for a fancy function. I fear that everyone in the room is thinking what that boy said out loud.
If I am honest, sometimes, when someone does compliment me on my appearance, I don’t even hear them. I think they are lying, just being nice, or even just humoring me. Those words from so long ago, have such a strong grip on my heart, that anything anyone would say now, falls on deaf ears.
In my head, I know that those words weren’t even true.
They were flippant words that the boy doesn’t even remember saying. (Believe me, I have asked. I now happen to be related to him. Long story.) They were words that were said out of carelessness.
However, the enemy uses this lie and others to debilitate me over and over again. The enemy knows my weaknesses, my sin, my desire for others to approve of me, to be liked, and to be enough. This lie and many others can paralyze me and make me ineffective and to hide from God.
Okay, so there are obviously so many things wrong with this lie. On good days I can see right through it, and carry on. But on days, when I drive away from an event all by myself, or another friend gets engaged or starts a relationship, this lie comes to a head and I become a sopping mess.
We all do it, we have those lies that haunt us on our bad days. We have those words that we easily believe because life is hard or isn’t turning out how we thought.
Those lies hold a lot of weight when we are disappointed or rejected. Those lies grip onto our thoughts and our lives in powerful ways. Maybe, ike me, they cause you to act crazy or irrational.
Funny thing is that when I start to measure that lie up against scripture and what God has to say about my life, the lies become weak.
God left us with clear scripture that tells us the opposite message of this world.
The lies sometimes look like truth, sound like truth, and come from people that maybe also speak truth. The enemy gets sneaky and wants to debilitate those that would glorify the world.
As I reflect on the last couple of months, my head and heart are heavy. Not just for the lies that I have been believing but for those that are still unaware of the lies that they hold on to. My heart is heavy for those lies that are being screamed from the rooftops, through print, social media, and through each other.
Friends, let us name those lies for what they are, lies, and speak truth, life, and hope into each others life. Let us come back to God’s words to us to help us.
One final truth to leave you with.