“You are worthless”
“Your husband can’t love you nor can your kids. Look at you!”
“Her two year old can read and write. You aren’t doing your job!”
“You have no right to be at home with your kids. Making money is what you need to worry about.”
“You will never be good enough for them, and they know it.”
“Look she had a baby too, and she is in shape.”
“Hide your scarred belly and those punching bags you call breasts.”
“How can you call yourself a mom? You didn’t even know your son was sick!”
The enemy is working on us. Whispering in our ears that we are worthless and disgusting. Watering the seeds of fear that he initially planted to begin with. He wants to steal our joy. He wants to break our homes. He wants to use us to tear one another down. Heck that makes his job easier.
John 10:10- The thief comes only to steal, kill, and destroy.
Growing up, I remember Sundays feeling different. I always felt like there was some kind of dark cloud that covered our home. Fighting. Arguing. Completely ticked we had to wake up early. The very day we could all be together as a family was the only day I remember always being destroyed. Now it makes sense. The enemy didn’t want us to be happy on a day we could all be together and praise God. He wanted nothing more than to destroy us. He whispers in our ears and tries to convince us to take the path of evil.
I can see him more clearly working in my life now. Now that I understand the battlefield that surrounds me. Now that I understand evil thoughts do NOT come from my Heavenly Father. Just recently the enemy has attacked me in the most obvious ways….
Last week my husband asked me on a date. A night we could dress up and actually have dinner out together. Considering I rarely wear makeup or get out of my sweatpants, I was pumped.
I had the PERFECT black dress (a dress that was flattering, but didn’t show the fanny pack). Of course as soon as I put my stockings on there was a HUGE run in them (SERIOUSLY? ). Plus I couldn’t stop sneezing while putting on my mascara which leads me to having black smeared eyelids (dude what is the deal with that? Why do I have to sneeze at exactly the same time I put on my mascara?). I couldn’t find my bra straps to the ONLY bra I had to wear with my dress (not that I could wear it anyway without my stalkings), so of course I had to change my outfit all together.
Then it starts. My mind fills up with negativity and it was steady, “Don’t even try to look attractive. What’s the point?” “The only day you get to actually look half decent, and you failed at it.” “Your husband will know he deserves more when he sees all the other good looking women at the resturant.” “Why can’t I just look like the other moms who seem like they have it together?”
Yep. That is the devil . Whispering. Doing his best to ruin MY date night. Who invited him?
Yesterday was a rough day. Not even going to lie. I swear I changed 1,343,451 diarrhea diapers in a 24 hour time period. My daughter has her molars coming in while my son is taking antibiotics for an ear infection. Needless to say it was one of the ONLY days I actually got NO sleep the night before (figures). It was pouring rain outside, and we were completely out of Tylenol and Destin (plus I needed a Red Bull asap).
Their screams were only getting louder and their butts redder, so of course we made our quick round trip from CVS and back only to find out we left the bag there (going anywhere with a cranky baby seriously revamps your whole focus).
On top of having to drive back in the pouring rain, my daughter ends up having a major accident on our rug not once but twice. Neither one of them would take a nap nor eat. Plus I heard more screams over baby dolls who couldn’t sit down the right way or puzzle pieces that wouldn’t turn on their own…. that I was crumbling little by little.
Then walks in my poor innocent husband (who got home later than usual… of course…on a day like this). He immediately receives my exhaustion nod and a half hug (because he totally deserves the worst of me right?) Then… My last nerve broke in two as I quickly observed the mud literally crumbling onto the floor from his baseball cleats. Not only that, but he brings in two weeks of food containers that stunk due to last week’s meals. So of course my mind is not only running reruns of me telling myself I was exhausted, but now it moves quickly to my husband who doesn’t care about our carpet nor the fact I may puke from the pile of molded food containers. Then I remind myself that I won’t be getting the mother of the year award considering what mom is out of Tylenol and/or Destin at the exact same time?
Dang you devil!!! He was working on me hard, and the thing is…. I was letting him.
I could have stopped him from the beginning of the day. I should have reminded myself….. it was the evil one and immediately shut him down. I should have looked up and thanked God that my kids are healthy. I should have thanked God for the floor that we have to get dirty, and the food we had to stink up those containers. Not to mention the husband I have who shows me love each and everyday…. The man who allows me to stay at home to experience these short days I have while they are young. I should have kissed him a million times and given him a full whole hug for working hard for us.
1 Peter 5:8 – Be sober-minded; be watchful. Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour.
These moments will occur whether you are mom, dad, son, or daughter. It will happen to the best of us. The enemy will figure out our insecurities, fears, triggers, and annoyances. He will determine who gets under our skin and why. He will use all this information to attack us, and he will ruin all good things if we let him. We have to recognize the enemy when he pounces on us. To be ready to put on our armor of God and fight! Fight for God, fight for our families, and fight for ourselves.
Ephesians 6:11- Put on the whole armor of God, that you may be able to stand against the schemes of the devil.
My Armor of God:
I’ve tried to recognize these attacks more and fight the enemy off with God’s armor.
Scripture: I have post-its in my bathroom with scriptures I read when brushing my teeth to begin my day with the right mindset. Scriptures that I want to internalize, so I can spit them out when the devil is attacking me. Here are some example bible verses I read:
Isaiah 41:10 – Don’t be afraid, for I am with you. Don’t be discouraged, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you. I will hold you up with my victorious hand.
Proverbs 31:30- Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.
1 Peter 5:7 – Give all your worries and cares to God, for he cares about you.
Proverbs 3:5- Trust in the Lord with all your heart; do not depend on your own understanding.
Psalms 139:14- I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
Mark 8:36- What profit is it for a man to gain the whole world but lose his soul.
Psalms 37:37- Be still in the presence of the Lord, and wait patiently for him to act. Don’t worry about evil people who prosper or fret about their wicked schemes.
Ephesians 4:31- Get rid of all bitterness, rage, anger, harsh words, and slander; as well as all types of evil behavior. Instead be kind to each other, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, just as God through Christmas has forgiven you.
Prayer: When I start to feel negative or insecure, instead of letting those feelings consume my body and day…. I try to pray. Pray to God to take my feelings away. He is the only one who can help. I battle EVERY SINGLE DAY.
Music: Music literally lifts my spirit. Usually throughout the day I have some kind of music playing. Some of my favorites that help me keep my focus on him:
If you need more insight on the devil’s work especially on moms, you have to read Kelsey Shade’s A Screwtape Letter For the Unappreciated Mom. It’s amazing!
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