Insecurities have a strange way of rearing their ugliness. It’s strange when I think I’m past it all and that I’ve healed, only to discover that a simple delayed reply can bring back fear and doubt again. I can hear from a hundred people that I’m a great guy and a wonder person, but I can’t help but hear those word come back to me. I can’t help but hear all the things that were said about me. I was ugly. I was unattractive. I wasn’t too perfect, yet not perfect enough. If I failed to live up to a standard, then I would lose everything I cared about because of it. I hear those words because just like the enemy convinced her that they were true, he is working overtime to convince me of it too.
So what do I do? How to I confront lies that are lies? How do I hear what You think of me? How do I hear that You’re proud of me? Father, I am united with Christ! My value is wrapped so deeply in what has been done for me. Give me security to not act out of the fear but out of confidence in my identity of your Son.