You know those days when your brain wants to play Memory, and it's all hyperactive and rude, like:
"Ha! Remember that one time you did this?"
Or, "Hey! Remember that one time you said that one thing? To the wrong person at the wrong time and in the completely wrong context? And it was so embarrassing and emotionally scarring for you? And you were all sad and ineffective and stuff? *giggle* I DO! That was HILARIOUS."
And if you're like me, you're like, "yeah, Brain. Thanks. I thought I had that one locked down, but what can I say... y'got me."
It has taken me a long time to get this, but that stuff is directly from Hell. Let's just name it, okay? Old tormenting thoughts, bad memories, the stuff you've already taken to the cross - your past, mistakes, regrets - the creeping things that rear their ugly heads from around darkened corners, in unexpected moments, that make you forget your place {that you are loved!}, and that make you want to scrub raw-white what's already been made clean.
{It is finished; Jesus wins.}
It's very open-shut; there's no place for this anymore.
I think Memory game-playing gives Satan an unnecessary foothold in our lives, and our minds are the choice, ripe game-board-battleground. I've heard it said that if Satan can't have us concerning salvation, he'll do anything he can to disrupt, maim, or render ineffective entirely our walk with Jesus. This makes sense. What better 'start' than to put his piece down in a believer's mind?
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| Stopping it from leaking out your mouth doesn't solve the root of the sickness. |
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| We destroy arguments and every lofty opinion raised against the knowledge of God, and take every thought captive to obey Christ... 2 Corinthians 10:5 ESV |
Claim His forgiveness, keep moving, and refuse to hit re-play, in His strength.
