Satan speaks to me the
loudest in my inattention.
I was thinking, I've
gotten more stuff done this morning in the time that Willow has taken a bath
than I did in whole years. While Lo was bathing, I painted the dingey windowsill
that I looked at for years and felt guilty about when I could have just painted
it. 30 minutes and years of guilt are just painted over. This happens to me in
different ways over and over day after day now and it is so healing.
Sometimes the pain is
worth it
because the healing is so good.
Having an attention
deficit is so weird. It's not bad though, it's how God created my brain and it
promotes amazing things. I look around my world in wonder more than other
people and I stop to think about words to describe it and God speaks to me
loudest there, when my wonder wanders.
Imagine God on one shoulder and Satan on the other. My mind decides to take a stroll and...
Imagine God on one shoulder and Satan on the other. My mind decides to take a stroll and...
Satan: You're worthless.
You may as well just lie down and not do anything because you can't complete
tasks like "normal" women. You have a dirty house and it'll always be
like that so you may as well not even try. Oh and you forgot to pick up the
kids from school. Ha! Of course you did. Good job, way to stay at home and
"mom." You're not a "real" woman, you are so lazy
and incompetent. You. Will. Never. Change.
God: STOP what you are
doing, Beloved. Let your mind wander. Look up. Do you see how I have painted
the sky today? I want it to remind you of (insert revelation). NOW, go write it
out and tell my people with your capable hands. You are always enough because you are mine.
Satan tries to shout louder than God while God ignores Him and speaks anyway. God's voice never changes. They are both speaking. Where?
Satan tries to shout louder than God while God ignores Him and speaks anyway. God's voice never changes. They are both speaking. Where?
In order to hush the
enemy and hear God in my attention deficit, I have to learn
how to control it (ADD) as opposed to it controlling me. I did that by
recognizing it (being diagnosed), prayer, medication and therapy.
I get to make what the
world sees as my deficit work in me for the kingdom of God, not bulldoze me
into inactivity with guilt.
I've had to retrain my
brain- transform it -by renewing my mind in His word. I had to go back and learn
who He says I am and to get to know the rhythm of His voice again. That way,
when they're both speaking I don't get overwhelmed and cover my ears, I stop
and listen for whose rhythm of speaking matches the One I know. Pastor Steve
taught me that little trick.
For years I've let the
enemy tell me who I am and I am DONE with that. In years past, if I needed to
paint I would wait for Isaac to be off work because I just assumed I didn't
know what I was doing. Now apply that to everything. So lately when those
thoughts enter my mind, Jesus and the low dose of Adderall remind me to ask:
"Wait...why can't
I?"
No one in my life ever
told me I couldn't do stuff. My mom can do anything and she always reinforced
that idea in me. Isaac WANTS me to be able to do these things for myself. It's
the enemy and I'm not taking it anymore. I'm painting this month
because I can do things. I can buy the paint and just do it. It's wild to think
I ever thought I couldn't.
Whatever your deficit is,
it is never too late to look at it in the face and say, "YOU ARE NOT
TAKING ME DOWN FOR ONE MORE SECOND." Even though I waited 36 years I will
not mourn not doing it sooner. I'm just starting from today.
Your mission. Look for
where you feel your deficit is. Name it. Look at how God uses it for good and
thank Him for it. Then however is best for you, take control of it and shut the
enemy up.
It's how you were made
therefore your deficit is sufficiency
when you
let God speak to you IN IT.
Get to
know the rhythm of God's voice because you have that access as His beloved
child. Then go change the world with your "deficit."
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