Sometimes you need a girlfriend to just speak it: the truth you already know but in this moment have forgotten.
I’m pretty sure Satan invented short-term memory loss–do you ever act like you’ve forgotten things you know to be true? Flesh and blood girlfriends help you remember; they dare to pop your personal bubble, stand near enough to count pores and freckles, lock eyes and challenge you to blink, then tell you they love you but you’re wrong.
They force you to see that you failed AT a task, not that YOU are a failure. In a glimpse made of “Ah-ha’s!” and heartsplosions, you see that distinction for the first time, and yes, the difference is night and… not just day, but carrots!
Like mama always said, carrots help you see at night and in much the same way friends clarify thought and help readjust your line of vision. Real friends forgive lavishly and you know it’s the hand of Christ who holds yours tightly.
It’s as important to be this friend as it is to have this friend.
I know this firsthand because The Prince of Lies, subtle but relentless, attacks my Achilles heel. Sometimes he’s disguised in scarlet and shine (like the Eden fruit) but one bite and a lingering taste of bitter and death rests on my tongue.
Other times, I don’t think he even has to show up; I’m battered and bruised by the mental self-flagellation of comparing myself to others and feeling overwhelmed, inadequate, like I have nothing to offer.
I tell myself I’m not a good enough wife or mother or friend. That there’s not enough room for me at the blogging table, and once I squench in, I’m just adding to the noise.
Naval gazing doesn’t offer a very pretty view.
And then my “imaginary” friends step into my personal space and they count my freckles and pores and remind me of the truth I would tell them if our situations were reversed.
They tell me that defeat and discouragement sound a lot like spiritual attack, that I’m not alone in my struggle, that God has plans for me and Satan would like nothing more than to thwart them, that feelings are not truth, that in God’s presence I lack nothing (wow!).
I’m grateful for Stephanie, Holley, Andrea and Jennifer, four of my “imaginary” friends, whose wise words (paraphrased above) recently ministered Christ to me when I needed to hear His voice, girlfriend-style.
(in)courage has a place where you can share your need for prayer. You’ll soon find the line blurring between real and “imaginary” as online friends bless you with wise counsel and prayer.
New friendships will grow, not to preclude your relationships next door or your BFF who shows up at your door with coffee or chocolate reinforcements, but to complement them.
Here, we’ll remind you you’re a daughter of the King, that royal blood flows in your veins, that Truth delivers what it promises…and that liar, liar?
His pants are on fire.
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