Let’s say you got a report card for your child, and it had the letter “D” written next to a couple subjects. Would you? A. Start hyperventilating and text your friend because you’re scared if you call she won’t be able to understand your sobs of “I’m the worst mom ever!” B. Remain calm and remember that grades don’t define your child or yourself.
If your answer is B, congratulations. Please teach me everything you know. Because if someone’s gonna freak out about grades, there’s a good chance it’s gonna be me. (Side story: when I went through the one billion blood tests after my miscarriages, I found out my blood type–A+. That explains so much of the issues in my life. Perfectionism literally is in my blood. But I’m in recovery. Thank you, God. I digress.)
This time it wasn’t me, and I knew this was one of those important moments in friendship–that moment when you have to say the hard thing so your friend doesn’t head down the dark, slippery slope. I stopped her and asked her to start naming the lies, to start saying them out loud, to bring those slimy, spiny lies right out into the light. She bravely did. Through tears she named each dark, bitter lie. I’m a bad mom. I’m not spending enough time with my child. My child isn’t smart. With each lie she spoke, her voice got stronger. Those lies lost their grit in the light.
I remember the lies I heard when I got my MCAT scores back and they weren’t what I was expecting. I remember the lies I heard when the ultrasounds had gone silent. I remember the lies I heard (and still hear) from the scale. And oh the lies that come from being a parent. Not a week goes by that I don’t hear some lie about that.
We have to bring those lies into the light. Say them out loud. Write them down. Share them with a trusted friend. The enemy loves to operate in the shadows, but drag him out into the light and he loses power. Once those lies are in the light, we have to fight the lie with the Word of God, our sword of the Spirit (Ephesians 6:17).
Recently on a conference call for a writing project, I heard a friend say she has a sign in her house that says, “It is written.” These are the words Jesus spoke when the enemy was lying to Him. With each lie, Jesus fought back with Scripture (Matthew 4). When I heard about her sign, I thought immediately of the lie list I had been working on in my prayer journal. It’s a sheet of paper listing every lie the enemy tries to throw at me. As I find a Scripture sword that slices through each lie, I write the verse beside the lie.
My friend Lindsey kindly made me a new prayer journal page with “It is written” at the top, and she said I could share it with you. Whenever I hear the enemy start to whisper a lie, I say the Scripture sword out loud. (Unless I’m around people. Then I say it in my head so they don’t think I’m any weirder than they already do.) “For the word of God is living and active, sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing to the division of soul and of spirit, of joints and of marrow, and discerning the thoughts and intentions of the heart” (Hebrews 4:12 ESV, emphasis mine).
Oh, and my friend whose child had a D on her report card. The D was for developing, as in the child was developing in that area. Her child was doing just fine in school. Ah yes, the enemy loves to take the innocent and use it to get us down. He hits us with everything he can think of. But we have a sword.
When the enemy whispers his venomous words, slay him with Scripture. It is written.