I wish I had a little devil on my left shoulder. I could flick him off and tell him to go to hell. Then I could fist-bump the angel sitting on my right shoulder and get on with doing all the things God has called me to do. That would change everything.
I’d discover an unshakable confidence. It wouldn’t be borrowed from the ever-changing assessments of others. I would instinctively offer my weaknesses as a platform for God’s power instead of typecasting myself as someone God couldn’t use due to my endless character flaws.
I’d be unstoppable because the devil wouldn’t be able to dominate my mind with the kinds of fears that control me a lot of the time. Then I would be able to move forward in faith without being scared of failure or rejection or the sacrifice required to obey God.
I’d never again be paralyzed by condemnation or bullied by feelings of unworthiness. And at the end of the day I’d go to sleep in perfect peace because I’d be finishing the day with no shame, no regrets, no need to sew any fig leaves to conceal anything.
I’d be nearly immune from discouragement, because I would stop wondering if the sky was falling every time I faced a new challenge. I’d see my biggest obstacles as my greatest opportunities…and all the other stuff you read on Starbucks cups.
Unfortunately, there’s no devil on my shoulder. What’s worse, there’s no angel either.
Instead, I’ve got this ceaseless war going on inside my heart and my head. I’m waging it every millisecond of every minute of every hour of every day- nights, holidays, and weekends too.
I wake up every day to the crow of the chatterbox.
This is an excerpt from the book that is shattering my thought pattern and process. Just when I thought my little devotion time was setting me up for greatness, author Steven Furtick comes along and literally blows apart the truth about what’s really going on in my mind with Crash The Chatterbox. I believe EVERY christian should read this book.