Sunday, August 16, 2015

When Satan Tries to Pull Your Rope~

Have you ever played it? Tug-o-war with Satan?

For me, this game of spiritual tug-of-war has been being played out in my life for as long as I can remember. (You, too?) Because you see, sometimes, I have trouble differentiating between my "who" and my "do".  (You, too?)

I am a pleaser, wanting to please others, so they in turn will be pleased with who I am.

I am a do-er, doing whatever I think is expected of me in a way that I think it is expected to be done, so that people will be pleased, and in turn be pleased with who I am.  Talk about pressure!

On and on this game of tug-o-war keeps finding me tied up in knots, often convinced that somehow my worth and my value are determined by what I do, not by who I am.

And silly me, I keep holding on to this proverbial rope, allowing it to pull on me and tug on me and toss me every which way but loose!

Until recently, that is. Now, don't get me wrong. I would love to be able to tell you I have finally won this battle once and for all, and that the "who" part of me was officially declared the winner. Sadly, the game is still being played out, but I am happy to report the "who" side is most definitely gaining ground, getting closer and closer to the red flag of victory.

I have known about Christ my entire life. But, through the power of the Holy Spirit, I am discovering more and more about the beauty, power, and freedom of "Christ in me". I have always felt that who I am wasn't good enough. No matter what I did or what I didn't do, I was still just me - and me just never quite measured up. I knew all about God and could even quote scripture, chapter and verse, but I didn't know the author of this book, the very author of my life. Talk about being lost and not even knowing it. I just thought there was something wrong with me.

And there was.

I was a sinner in need of a savior. I was searching for my identity in the approval and acceptance of others, when the whole of who I am is found only in Christ. I am made in HIS image. I have been adopted into HIS family. I am HIS daughter. My identity will never be found in what I do; it will only be found in whose I am - a child of the great I AM. What a revelation!

And yet, even on this side of this spiritual revelation, I still find myself playing Satan's game. At times, the battle is intense. He is trying his best to keep this game of tug-o-war raging on. He knows when I finally grasp the freedom that is mine in resting in WHO I AM, the game will be finished. He knows once I realize it's not about me, but all about Jesus, I will be done playing this works-oriented, legalistic game once and for all.

Tug of War
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What about you?


Has Satan roped you into playing this game, too?


Do you feel as though you can never have a relationship with God or be loved by the Author of love itself because you will never be good enough?


Are you tied up in knots trying to please everyone
and do everything,
only to fail miserably,
time and time again?


When you look into your heart,
can you tell where your "do" stops
and your "who" begins?


Like me,
are you in the midst of an identity crisis?

If so, may I remind you of the truth that is setting me free each and every day?


There will never be anything you or I can do to earn God's love.  
He loves us simply because He loves us. 
Grace! Marvelous grace!

I am ready to let go of this rope.

I want my life to become so hidden in Christ that the only WHO people see in me is the reflection of Christ living in and through me. I am tired of playing Satan's game and more than ready to be declared more than a conqueror through Christ who loves me.

How about you?

Haven't you allowed that rope to blister your heart and hold you back long enough?

It's time to let go.

It's time to grab onto God's grace and discover who we are in Christ.








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