It’s 3 am, and I’m having my first coffee of the day. That’s not new; I usually wake up ridiculously early. What’s different is that our cat, my little buddy Jack, isn’t lying down in front of me on the table. Jack passed away Monday, after a long battle with cancer.
I see in my “Memories” I posted something about taking the dogs outside at this time a year ago. One year ago today I still had my Dad, Mom, two beautiful little dogs, and Jack. There were some good things in 2021, but it was definitely a year of loss.
I know the enemy’s plans. They’re not new. He wants to depress me out of my hope, embitter me out of my peace, and wound me out of my joy. So what’s my response going to be when that bullshit comes at me? Stay in love.
I know God loves me. When I don’t know anything else, I know that. I’ve been through way too much to lose that truth. It’s my foundation. And it’s not a religious one. It’s an even-when-my-world’s-fallen-apart-I-know-you’ve-got-me one.
I am loved. And so are you. Despite all that’s happened to you, in you, and around you, you are loved. Beyond the pain the enemy keeps trying to remind you of, you are completely and unceasingly loved.
Take a deep breath. Know that because you are in God’s love, every difficult circumstance, heavy burden, and open wound is subject to that love.
Stay there. Stay in his love. Focus on hearing his voice in your heart. You’ll know it because his words will always bring you into places of deeper peace, joy, and hope. The enemy may “appear as an angel of light,” (2 Cor. 11:14), but he completely sucks at real joy, peace, hope, and love, because he has none. But you and me . . . we have all we need.
“He said to me, ‘My grace will always be more than enough. In fact, the weaker you are, the more my power will strengthen you’” (2 Corinthians 12:9).