How I got out - Part Two

Recently I have been in a pit. I went back to the pit I decorated so nicely and got so comfortable in. I threw a pity party, I invited all my old friends.

Poor pitiful (me)
Neglected (me)
Abandoned (me)
Bad mom (me)
Bad wife (me)
Undeserving (me)
Ugly (me)
Abused (me)
God doesn't love (me)
Depressed (me)

And the devil for entertainment. He told me what a stupid person I am and if it weren't for me so many of these things wouldn't be true. I've done so many bad things that God doesn't love me and never will. I won't make it into heaven, I'm not good enough. While I sat in the corner of my pit crying, he heaped piles of condemnation on my head.

Good Times
Good Times

There have been times in my life where this has gone on for days and days. The wailing the crying, you know the ugly cry. You know what I mean...you know.

The kind of day where you eat left over easter candy and feel guilty because it reminds you of how you deserve hell. And the devil does another dance for you; so to get your mind off that you eat a bag of chips and wash it down with a 2 liter soda? You know what I mean.

Then your kids come home from school and your cranky from all the carbs and you have a headache so you snap at them and then the devil comes in and does another dance for you.

Good Times.
Good Times.

Somewhere between the candy and the chips though this time, I snapped out of it. I wiped my tears decided NO MORE!

God doesn't look at my past to determine my future and why should I! What was I doing looking at the past anyway? And HOW did I get in this pit?? Ugh!! Its decorated poorly anyway and there's not enough light in here! Its dark and damp and cold. And hmmmm......In God there is no darkness.. AT ALL!

Wait a minute!! This is not where I belong!! How did this shovel get in my hand??

JESUS!! I need you!! And he appears....gives me His hand and I'm out.

I put on some praise music and raised up the Name of my Lord.

I am reminded again....

I am not what I went thru
I am not what happened to me
I am not what they say about me
My experience is not who I am
I am not defined by my circumstances.

I am chosen by You, my Father. (Eph. 1:4)
I am holy and without blame. (Eph. 1:4)
I am Your child according to the good pleasure of Your will. (Eph. 1:5)
I am accepted in the Beloved. (Eph. 1:6)
I am redeemed through the blood of Jesus. (Eph. 1:7)
I am saved by Your grace. (Eph. 2:5)
I am Your workmanship. (Eph. 2:10)
I am a new creation. (Eph. 2:15)
I am strengthened with might by Your Spirit. (Eph. 3:16)
I am rooted and grounded in love. (Eph. 3:17)
I am light in You. (Eph. 5:8)
I walk circumspectly. (Eph. 5:15)
I am filled with the Spirit. (Eph. 5:18)
I am more than a conqueror. (Rom. 8:37)
I am an overcomer. (Rev. 12:11)
I am Your righteousness in Christ Jesus. (1 Cor. 1:30)
I am healed. (1 Pet. 2:24)
I am free. (John 8:36)
I am salt. (Matt. 5:13)
I am consecrated. (1 Cor. 6:11 amp)
I am sanctified. (1 Cor. 6:11)
I am victorious. (1 John 5:4)
Everything You say about me is true, Lord.



Take the shackles off my feet
So I can dance I just wanna praise Ya
Just wanna praise
You You broke the chains
Now I can lift my hands
And I'm gonna praise You