Here I am at my mother-in-law’s, and the little ones have all been kissed and tucked in bed –the big ones settled in with apple pie and a good movie.
Except the sound’s all wonky.
The surround sound makes the action noise boom, but we can’t hear the dialogue. That leads to two remote controls, two grown men, and a teenage boy on hands and knees in front of the television.
The view for the girls isn’t all that pretty, I’ve got to tell you.
So I sneak off, mumbling I have a blog post to write. And my brother-in-law yells, “It better not be about us!” Well, it is. The unfortunate result of being in close relation to a writer.
All that to say, I’ve been thinking the last few days about how loud the lies have been this last year –BOOMING loud. You’re not good enough to write. Who are you to think anyone would read your stuff? Think of all the ways you’ve messed up. Almost daily the lies have been like the subwoofer that sits under my dad’s recliner. Shaking me deep.
Yesterday a young woman spoke to me the lies thundering in her ears, Who will ever love a mess-up like me?
Lies, I told her. What is the truth? Speak the truth to yourself.
And as I said those words to her, I thought –great advice. Easier to preach to someone else than for me to live by. Sometimes it seems that these are the statements God would want me to hear. It’s hard to imagine He sees me righteous.
“Surely you desire truth in the inner parts…” (Psalm 51:6 NIV)
Does He desire me to mute the lies of condemnation and insecurity?
“Surely you desire truth in the inner parts…”
Yes, surely that is what He wants.
What lies pound loud in your mind every day? Can you imagine a 2013 without them ruling you?
Doesn’t that sound good?