Conquering the Lies

Something happened about six months ago, maybe even longer, time seems to slip away.

I found myself lying in bed unable to sleep. The thoughts wouldn’t stop coming. Maybe thoughts is a gentle word because they were lies. They hissed louder this particular night. Seemed to stare me straight in the eyes: “Just look at you—what do you think you’re doing? You’ll never amount to much. You’re not good enough. There is a sea of writers and speakers way better than you. The wounds you thought stopped weeping are going to hold you back and your God can’t save you this time.”

I am here, my daughter.

The Lord had been calling me to share my writing in a new way. Calling me to trust Him in unchartered waters. Instead of being excited about this new adventure, I was anxious. I felt restless. Yet, I couldn’t shake the longing for something more. Knowing He had called me to something beautiful. I began to cry, feeling like Moses at the burning bush.

Maybe you have been there, or maybe you’re there now. Restless, sleepless nights, knowing God is calling you to more. But as you lay there, you can’t stop the lies convincing you there must be someone else more qualified for this calling. Someone more anointed. Someone with better talents. Someone, anyone, but you…

Moses, a hero of faith, questioned his purpose.

“But Moses asked God, “Who am I that I should go to Pharaoh and that I should bring the Israelites out of Egypt?” Exodus 3:11 NIV.

Who am I?

How do we move forward if we can’t turn off the lies? Because if we allow the enemy he could steal our purpose, the very thing God called us to do. If we let Satan have the access, he will imprison us, making us feel like there is no way out. Gasping for air. Longing for more. Knowing God is able. Doubting our very existence.

Read the rest of Conquering the Lies over at Daughters of the Deep….

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