. . . and other crazy things we believe.
Someone – I’m not naming names, but it was not me – convinced Dominic that brown cows make chocolate milk.
And it seems ridiculous and obvious to adults that that is not true. But in our own way, we all have those things that we believe. Things that are not true, but we believe them anyways. Some of us more than others. Some of them more serious than others. But we all have things that we believe that we hold tight to that aren’t 100 percent logical. At least, I think we do. I think I am not alone in this, but I could be wrong.
As an adult, factual things can be more easily looked up. So, I think then, the lies that I believe all have to do with myself. I struggle with negative self-talk. Do you?
I’m a terrible mom.
Someone else could do a better job with my kids than I could.
Nobody needs me.
My kids don’t love me.
I’m not worthy of love.
These are all different things that I’ve thought at different points in my teenage through adult life. I could list a hundred more examples, because negative self-talk creeps in in so many different ways. And the thing is, at the point when I say/think these things, logically, I know they aren’t true. But emotionally, they feel true. And when they feel true emotionally, it’s hard not to think that maybe they are true.
I’ve been thinking a lot about one of the speakers from our retreat earlier this month. She used a really amazing example and it has really stuck with me. All of the crap that hangs on us, all of our baggage, if we turn and look at the shadows of it – it looks overwhelming. It looks terrifying. It looks scary. When we focus on that, it becomes larger than life.
But, if we turn to the light, there is hope to be found there. When we are looking at the light, we can’t see all the shadows. We can only see His love. The positive is there if you are looking at the light – if you are looking at God’s word. His talk, to us, goes like this.
You are a redeemed daughter of the King.
You are loved.
You are called by me to be my child.
I sent my son to die for you, so that you could live in freedom, not in fear, not in negative self-talk.
These are the things that I need to focus on. I need things – and people – in my life who remind me of these truths. I do tend to turn and focus on the shadows. They seem important. They seem like I can never let them go. But the light is there. The light is always there. God gave us a whole book filled with His light and His love.
Life is hard, that’s not a crazy thing that people believe. That’s a fact. But, we were never promised that life would be easy. But I make it so much harder on myself, when I don’t focus on what is good and right. It is a struggle for me to turn to the light. I want to wallow in my self-pity and self-loathing because that’s easier.
My pastor pointed me to this verse when I was pregnant with Dominic and was depressed and having panic attacks. And I still hold onto it today when I have troubles. Because, even though I couldn’t change everything that was going on, I was still depressed and I was still having panic attacks and I wish, I wish I would have talked with my doctor about it, but I was too afraid, this verse still gave me some comfort.
When you pass through the waters,
I will be with you;
and when you pass through the rivers,
they will not sweep over you.
When you walk through the fire,
you will not be burned;
the flames will not set you ablaze. – Isiah 43:2
Do you struggle with negative self-talk? What verse brings you comfort and helps you turn towards the light?