Mindfully, I’ve already accurately answered all the, “Did God really say” interrogatives thrice over. Self and serpent have moved past cliches and on to more believable lies.
“You are fallen, Eve. Look at you. You are pathetic. You will never overcome.”
and they knew that they were naked. ~Genesis 3:7
The stark reality of my fallenness, when called to remembrance, strengthens the pull upon me. I know just what kind of trouble I’m in.
“Where are you?” my God inquires.
My thoughts wage war. I gather every ounce of faith I’ve ever owned for the want of five words.
“No!” I resist. “Jesus, where are you?”
With inexplicable power from heaven, my Lord keeps me. For a moment, the demons vanish away and I can breathe. I am safe, but insecurity begs, knowing just what kind of war zone I’m confined to live my days out in. Restless, I relive the battle Christ has just won on my behalf.
With fire as hot as a furnace, miraculously, my Lord saved me. He delivered me from death-driving deeds, even today, by his own blood.
But what about tomorrow? You are naked, Eve. You’re fallen. You will never overcome. The battle is too difficult. Stop this pain-inflicting program and be who you really are. You’re fallen. You can’t win, Eve. Believe me…
Tears fill my eyes as I am deceived post-victory. Exhausted from the fight, I mutter a prayer for peace.
“Rest, sweet child,” my Daddy whispers, “I am with you always, even to the end of the age.” ~Matthew 28:20