The first rule about fight club is that you don't talk about fight club, and why is that? Because if people knew that we voluntarily stood around in parking lots and abandoned buildings fighting each other for no purpose other than to fight, they'd think that we were nuts. And if people realized that our toughest opponent and the one who beat us worse than anyone else was ourself, they'd know we're nuts. You can't talk about it because standing there hitting yourself in the face as hard as you can is stupid. Yet, if you're anything like me you do this quite regularly mentally and emotionally.
With selves like ours who needs enemies? I can beat myself up way more than any enemy could. Pulling up the past I've been forgiven for and ridiculing myself for the foolishness of dreams, mocking my ineptitude of walking with God the way I'd like, struggling to submit my will to His and to deny self when a large part of me wants to play The Walking Dead are just a few of the myriad of ways that I tend to abuse and fight myself.
But one of the promises of recovery is that we will cease fighting anyone and anything, and this includes ourselves. That doesn't mean we return to being ruled by our impulses and reactions and travel back to the Egypt of our past, putting back on the chains that made us slaves. No, it's about realizing that the battle belongs to the Lord. We can stop fighting because it isn't necessary He is more than able to win the battle. The best thing we can do is get out of the way.
And when it comes to fighting and beating up on ourself, maybe we should show our Daddy a little more respect. If someone you cared about deeply came up and started showing you something that they loved and held precious courtesy and respect would be enough to keep you from nitpicking it and tearing it apart. If you thought is were a piece of junk you still wouldn't voice that because you could see how precious that it is to the person that you care about. Well, you are a precious and valued child of God. He loves you and declared you to be fearfully and wonderfully made, precious to Him and worth dying for. So stop bullying God's tied for favorite child. Stop picking on the King's Kid. Have enough respect for Daddy not to argue with His description of who and how valuable you are until you can see yourself with His eyes and believe it. No more doing the Devil's work for him and beating ourself up. No more fight club.
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