The Devil & My Power
They say the devil has no power unless you give it to him. But who is the devil, really, when I’ve done most of the work for him? Has it not been me this whole time? Why do I speak him into existence if he has no power over me—only what I’ve already given to him? Or have I been my own devil all along?
Blaming, shaming, and justifying my hatred for others. I realize now that the devil was just my excuse, a way to avoid accountability. My demonizing was a form of denial, projecting outwardly only to distract from the truth. I needed the devil to validate my existence, my fears, and my decisions.
Have I given the devil too much credit? Who is the devil, if not a creation of my own mind—to name him and blame him? Warring with the outside world while remaining divided within.
I think not. I’ve given him too much power already…
I remember when I loved myself.
This made me think of those times in my life, my living no different then the world. Attempting to share Jesus to t-ose around me. Not understanding why they showed no interest. I appeared to them no different then the world. I was not a threat to the kingdom of satan, when found guilty of the sin nature no different then what is seen in the world. I am inspired by Brothers & Sisters in Christ, like Vantwan, walking out their Salvation with the boldness and help of the Holy Spirit to self reflect and renewing the mind to except accountability in maturing in the Lord!