Hi, folks! Today, I’m honored to bring you a post from my new friend, Ricky Anderson. Not only is he a cool cat, I’m told he knows a thing or two about computers as well. 😉
A note about the post: most of the stuff I’ve read on Ricky’s blog has a decidedly humorous cast to it. The following represents, instead, the serious side of Ricky.
Without further ado, here is Not Good Enough:
The carousel starts again. Here we go.
“You’re not good enough.” I hear the Deceiver’s whisper in my ear.
“I know.” I want to argue. But he’s right.
“You’re a liar.” He reminds me of my hypocrisy with relentless cruelty.
“I know.” I don’t mean to be. I just get off track and compromise where I shouldn’t. But he’s still right.
“You can’t succeed at anything.” My failure parade strikes up the band as it marches down Memory Lane.
“I know.” I try, I fail. Rinse, lather, repeat.
I feel sick to my stomach and my eyes are burning. The road blurs a bit as I grip the steering wheel with tense, white knuckles.
“God doesn’t love you. He can’t. You’re worthless.” The despair threatens to overwhelm me.
Deep breath. Pray.
God, all this is true. What can I do?
“It was true. But don’t listen to the Deceiver. He doesn’t tell the rest of the story.”
What’s the rest of the story?
“You’re mine. I chose you.”
But I’ve failed you!
Nope, you’re holy.
I’m a sinner!
Stop it! You’re my son.
Maybe once, but I’ve been a mess since then.
Doesn’t matter. I marked you with a seal. It’s done. It’s finished.
Why do you matter? Why are you blameless?
Because Jesus conquered death. For you.
Thanks, Ricky, for a great post!
Ricky lives with his wife, and new son, in the American Southwest. He works in IT, but dreams of going to Hollywood (at least according to his blog). He blogs most days at RickyAnderson.net, and you can follow him on Twitter @Arthur2Sheds.