Tag: truth

#histimeisshort

Don’t let your enemy goad you into a false sense of insecurity. You are secure by the humiliation, torture, crucifixion, and resurrection of Jesus Christ, Lord and Savior. You see, victory has been secured for us, ‘not by human might or power, but by the Spirit of the Lord Almighty’ (Zechariah 4:6).

Me, victoriously ‘laughing without fear of the future’ (Proverbs 31:25b).

Your enemy threatens you with lies of standards that are impossible to reach because he is ever changing them. He is the original trendsetter. But Jesus — He’s a classic.

You do not need to put on what is fashionable, living a lifestyle that reflects a culture of lies, impossibilities, and here-and-now. Instead, be ‘God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, and clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience’ (Colossians 3:12). Live in Truth, in holy promises, and in light of eternity.

Satan commandeers our media, manipulating it to spotlight his incredible yet tangible fiction. I implore you: do not believe the lies — the greatest of which is that you are not OK. The empty tomb proves otherwise. Satan’s confidence is nothing but bravado. He knows historically that God governs heaven and hell with the Word, where it declares incarnate, in print, and in every language that #histimeisshort.

You Are a Fat, Ugly Failure

The lie isn’t whether it’s true; the lie is that it matters.

Yes, you are fat. You are ugly. You failed. You did a terrible thing. You are unwell. You ____________ (fill in the blank).

And you are not beyond redemption — because none of the facts define you. How can this be possible? After all, the evidence of your inadequate humanness offends every sense. Yet you are OK because the God of the impossible came to earth in the flesh, hung on a cross, and declared your inadequacies finished.

Bridgepoint Pastor Tyler Crosson , baptizing me on October 22, 2017, a public declaration that Jesus has redeemed me.

He is the one and only risen God, who snatched hell’s keys from Satan’s grip, the keys that also unlock your chains of fear, failure, and, yes, even fat. Proffer your shackled wrists, and allow Him to unlock — nay, smash — your chains. Be free of “not enough,” striving for the ever-moving mark, and wrestling unwellness in vain.

All that matters is that holy God loves you exactly as you are — altogether human and sinful. That is eternity’s empty-grave truth.