Today, we have Lindsay from Fearless Experiment sharing her story of freedom with you. Her story is one of victory and I know you will walk away encouraged and empowered to walk this walk of faith with victory! Enjoy, loves!
Set Free …
“Good from far, but far from good,” I don’t know how many times in my 35 years I’ve heard a voice whisper that line in my ear when I look into the mirror, when I finish a project or just have a really great day.
That one line has robbed me of so much joy. That one line has robbed me of confidence, of every feeling good enough and most of all, it’s robbed me from intimacy with my God.
When Jesus was in the desert, and Satan was having a go at Him… His identity as the Son of God was the first thing the enemy tried to make Him question. “If you really are the son of God…” because when we live in a constant state of not knowing who we are, we can never really live the life we were designed to live.
I started making myself throw up in the third grade. I can’t remember a time in my life when I ever didn’t think I was a fat, beastly monster. Plagued with depression and suicidal thoughts, the enemy made a cozy home for himself in my mind, reminding me daily that I was forgettable, ugly and really not worth anyone’s love.
After years of therapy and anti-depressants the physical portion of my decade long eating disorder was cured almost instantly. When I was 19 I flew to Santiago, Chile and started serving in a soup kitchen for children in the inner city of the inner city. The extreme conviction of throwing up a meal when the kids I knew, loved and played with daily were going without changed me. Unfortunately the hold the life stealing voices had over me remained… stronger and louder than ever. If the enemy couldn’t destroy me through bulimia, he would wage a different war, one drenched with insecurity and bondage and so much anger.
We were created for freedom. Galatians says it is for freedom that we’ve been set free. But we have to know who we are to experience that freedom. 1 Peter says we are a royal priesthood… but a royal priest doesn’t live in the slavery of the lies whispered by an accuser who wants nothing more than to see us dead.
I knew I wanted to be free, but I didn’t know how. I knew I wanted to own who Jesus said I was, but somewhere deep inside I was honestly afraid that if I let go, if I told that dark voice I didn’t actually believe his words… I would be wrong. What if God didn’t actually have that kind of love and redemption for me?
A couple of years ago I had some strong women speak into my life. My friend Lu told me God had given her a word for me; He said I had a “prowess for leadership.” The fact that He had a word meant just for me, wrecked me and shattered so many of the lies I had believed about myself and who I was. A few weeks later while reading in Isaiah I heard God say, these words are for you and wept as I read that I was His delight.
The thing with slavery and strapping on the lies we were never meant to wear is that is feels safer sometimes than actually daring to believe the truth of what God has for us. It took me too long to own the reality of God’s words, so many encounters with Him missed, so much love unclaimed because I chose to believe a voice of lies. I am convinced it’s taken its toll on many of you too. In Numbers 13 and 14 The Israelites were looking for someone to lead them back to Egypt (and to slavery) because there were giants and fortified cities in the land God had promised them. They decided to cling to the slavery they knew rather than to believe in the promise God had given them. They were RIGHT THERE… they had lived His miracles, they had seen him work. Their story was full of power and victory, but they chose to believe the lie.
What lies have kept you clinging to the “safety” of slavery? What would happen if you could actually see the miracles God has done in your life? How would that change the way you see yourself and experience God?
Today is the day to stand up and take ownership of what has already been given to you. You are not a helpless, weak little princess, and you are definitely not a slave. YOU ARE A DAUGHTER OF THE KING. You are His delight, His powerful warrior; built to shatter lies, to heal the sick and to set captives free. He has uniquely designed you…YOU… and me… to walk in power and freedom. Today if you’re struggling with believing the lies… pray this with me:
“I am a daughter of the KING, I NO LONGER partner with the lies of the great accuser. In the name of Jesus I break off anything that has been spoken over me that is not full of life, God’s power or love. The enemy HAS NO POWER OVER ME… I am FREE.”
And that, my loves, is a challenge to us all. Let's choose to begin accepting the freedom that Christ has given us through the sacrifice of His life. It's where true adventure begins!
I sure hope you all have some fun things planned for Thanksgiving tomorrow and filling your tummies with lots of good food and your time with lots of memories! Happy Wednesday!