Do you ever feel like all you can hear are the lies? There they are like the constant, steady drip of a leaky faucet.
It's national honesty day. So let's get real. The honest truth is this...Some days it seems like no matter how hard I try to stand on truth...I find myself sinking into a pitfall of lies. Anyone else ever feel that way?
A few weeks ago, during church our Worship Pastor began to pray over the ladies in our congregation...it was a prayer he had been praying over his own daughters, "May the loudest voice they hear be the Father's voice."
It wasn't, "May the only voice they hear be the Father's voice," it was "May the loudest voice..."
There are countless voices coming at us, but which voice has our attention? Which voice has our ear?
How many times does it feel like all you can hear are the lies screaming at you?
You know the ones I'm talking about...
You're not enough.
You don't do enough.
You're not smart enough.
You're not good enough.
You're not strong enough.
You don't know what you're doing.
You're failing your kids.
Your husband deserves better.
You've missed it.
You've blown it.
You'll never change.
Things will always be this way.
Who do you think you are?
Is God really good?
Did God really say that?
What you're doing doesn't matter.
Why bother trying so hard?
One by one it feels like the thoughts just keep coming - accusations and lies. Sometimes they seem to come out of nowhere...and sometimes it seems like they've been there, a part of you, for as long as you can remember.
One day you're walking through life just fine and then suddenly the lies are screaming at you; so loud that they seem to drown everything else out.
We hear these lies about ourselves and then we hear and think lies about others.
They don't care.
They don't love you.
They are so selfish.
They think they know it all.
They wouldn't understand.
We take these little thoughts and dwell on them for so long that suddenly the lie feels like a truth.
You're trying your hardest to hear the actual truth...but in the face of the lies, the truth just sounds like a faint whisper. Anybody?
At some point, if we can strain to hear the truth through the blaring lies we'll find that it really is there...the voice of truth is still speaking. Our Father's voice is speaking.
The voice of truth is steady, constant, and unchanging. It keeps speaking identity, value, destiny, and purpose...on repeat, all day, every day. The voice of truth speaks life in the face of lies.
Which voice are we choosing to give weight to? Which voice are we focusing on?
The voice we choose to focus on will become the loudest voice we hear. Don't give up. Keep listening until you hear truth overriding every lie.
Keep listening until, one by one, every lie is quieted and what remains is that constant, steady, voice of your Father...the voice of Truth.
When you say, "I'm not enough." He says, "Christ in you is enough."
When you say, "I'll never change." He says, "You're a new creation."
When you say, "I'm not strong enough." He says, "My strength is made perfect in weakness."
A line from one of my favorite songs right now says, "For every lie I know there's truth." What if we believed that? What if we took every lie and said, "Jesus, I trade this lie I've been holding onto and believing in and I trade if for the TRUTH you speak instead."
The good news is that it's not a one time opportunity. We can make the trade as many times as we need to. Is there a lie you're believing about yourself...trade it in for truth...and trade it in again ten minutes later if you need to!
Our Father will never grow tired of taking the lie and handing you truth. Make the trade.
Oh, for the day when truth speaks louder than the lie. The day that the Father's voice is the loudest voice. That day can be today.
We get a choice. We get to choose the voices we listen to.
The honest truth about a lie is this...it will have the power we give it.
The honest truth is we don't have to be victims to the onslaught of lies thrown at us.
The honest truth is our Father's voice is there...we just need to listen for it.