A believable lie

Updated: Nov 11

What makes a lie so believable?

When it carries an element of truth.

What makes a lie hard to argue with?

When it hits the right buttons of our soul.

What makes a lie louder than truth?

When it’s the voice we hear the most.

I’ve read we have between 50-70,000 thoughts a day. Can you see the opportunity the enemy has to bombard you with subtle lies that can mingle with a thought you already struggle with?

2 Corinthians 10:4-5 tells us to cast down all imaginations and take captive every thought

1 Peter 5:8 says the enemy prowls like a lion seeking who he may devour.

In other words, satan is hunting us.

If the enemy is hunting us, what makes us a vulnerable target to be devoured, trapped, or destroyed? The answer; not being totally confident in what God says. The way the lizard of lies spoke to Eve. Did God say? Confusion or doubt is a perfect weapon against a mind that has 50 thousand thoughts flying through it. But we know God is not the author of confusion. He is peace. Order. Structure. A little wild. Uncontainable and Like the Beavers from Narnia said: Safe? Who said anything about safe? Of course, he isn’t safe, But he is good.


In Luke 4:11, Satan quotes Psalm 91:11-12, Tempting Jesus to throw himself down to be rescued by God. Then satan says, For it is written, He will command his angels concerning you.

A very believable lie and great use of twisted truth. But Jesus quoted the word back using the scripture from Deuteronomy 6:16 Do not put the Lord you God to the test.

Only you can do the homework on who God says you are. I can launch you in the direction; I can give you addresses that say we are made new, overcomers, white as snow, he makes all things work together for our good. We’re the head and not the tail. But then His whispers can go deeper. They can prophesy to us who we are to be. What he calls us to do. He will give us pictures, thoughts, feelings—all whispers of truth from our King.

Here’s my message to you right now.

For the girl who thinks grief will always be part of her life, and hope is unreachable.

The truth is he comforts us in our mourning, and he gives us the oil of gladness for a spirit of heaviness

TO my sister, who thinks she is too old to be used by God, or it's too late.

The truth is, you can be pregnant with a dream for a very long time, and when it's time to give birth, no number, devil in hell, or even a walker and gray hair can stop it. You have a different spirit, like Caleb!! Son of man, can these bones live?

To the momma who is swimming in responsibility and feeling a bit of herself fade.

The truth is, your children are your training ground for your ministry. You don’t have to choose between serving God or serving your family. They are the same.

To the working woman who aches with a dream but with each clock in, she feels her dream chipped away.

The truth is, you will have a moment in your life that You will know its time to take the steps that Abraham did and go into the unknown; knowing His promises will sustain your life.

To the single girl who believes that there are no good men out there.

The truth is, you are engaged to the finest man who walked the earth, and He is coming for His bride. Don’t be distracted chasing good enough when your prince is coming.

To the weary one, who believes, she is too tired, too sick, or excessively worn to do the Work of the King. I hear the Lord say, take another grip with your tired hand. Your flesh will obey the spirit within you.

Hebrews 12:12 SO take a new grip with your tired hands and strengthen your weak knees

Last thought;

After Jesus endured the miserable test of being tempted and harassed by the devil, His ministry exploded. He came off the Mountain, went straight into being rejected by his family. In fact, their very words were, “isn’t he the son of a carpenter? What makes him so special?" A very believable half-truth.

And right after this rejection from those closest to him. Jesus announced his ministry from Isaiah 61 and then went into hot pursuit of the broken, the lost, and bound.


 

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