How did Eve get caught? By opening her mouth (and heart) to
Satan!
The devil is still using the same old tactics today-
different packaging, different vessels, different time but the same old
tactics.
I had a ‘friend’ recently who wouldn’t budge. Despite my
better judgments, instincts to the contrary and countless warnings I refused to
let this person go, cut them off.
Of course, the fact that they said all the nice things didn’t
help. I had issues big time! I was reactionary, zealous sans knowledge,
idealistic without the slightest clue on how to go about life and emotional to
the extreme- yeah, the complete mix for volatility- unstable, actually.
The worst part of it was I had a conscience to go with it.
Not just a conscience but an extremely gentle (weak?) one. I would bleed within
for every misdemeanor for days on end. I would cry for actions I deemed
(deemed, being the key word here) callous. I would vow never to repeat it
again- until the next time. It was killing me! I was self-destructing it
seemed.
In a relationship, the love I had to offer was toxic and the
relationship abusive at best, it seemed (seemed, again being the key word).
Then I chose this person because they seemed to understand
me; to let down my defenses with, to trust, to open up to (definitely, cursed
is the man that trusts in the arm of flesh! Jer. 17:5) I had spent hours on end
for days on end talking to this person that they knew exactly what to do with
me- and it wasn’t nice.
While I killed myself for my reactions to signs I should
simply have walked away from, I also endeared this person to myself with the mindset
that they were the only friend I had. They understood me- knew the worst and
still cared (I thought!). Guard your heart with all diligence (Prov. 4:23) was
a scripture that stayed in the bible and not in my life, apparently.
By the time I realized that the only reason this person stuck
around was because I was vulnerable, gullible and extremely easy to manipulate
I was well gone. My own sense of guilt was the exact ‘tar’ needed to keep me
forever indebted to them instead of walking away from insidious manipulations, looking
for a way to sort myself out, finding the source of this strange behavior and
be free. They stuck close- closer than any friend, for their own agenda and desires
while I beat myself over the head for my nasty behavior.
It turned out I needed healing- in areas far more reaching
than I cared to know. The devil had insidiously woven himself into my mind but
when God was ready to set me free, one false slip was all it took. There had
been more than enough false slips before… But this time it was time.
To be continued...
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