It is a daily fight to believe the Gospel and faithfully preach it to oneself. I wish I could say that the battle has become easier over the past four years, however it has only become more difficult. I don't know if this is true of every believer, but for me this has certainly been the case. The reason why it is so hard to believe the good news of Christ's redeeming work on my behalf is because everything in my human nature, my flesh, seeks to reject it. My flesh tells me I have to work for approval, earn the love and trust of others, and not mess up no matter what I do. But the Gospel says I am accepted by God in spite of who I am, that He loves me unconditionally, and welcomes me home even when I fail. The Gospel tells me that I cannot be found guilty of sin, because Christ has paid for it all. This truth is too beautiful and too incredible for me to believe. But God deals with me not according to what I've done, but because of who He is. This Gospel of Truth is so simple it almost makes me go cross-eyed. It's so easy to understand, yet impossible to understand without the Spirit of God.
These past few months I have let my sins define me. It has been an awful, miserable prison. But God's Word tells me that Christ alone defines me, and that I am not under law but under grace. What freedom! My eternal fate is set and cannot be changed no matter what I do. Heaven is my home, and there is a crown awaiting me there that will fit my head alone. There is a throne that only I will be able to fill.
These truths must be the constant meditations that engulf my mind. They are my protection from the lies and accusations of the enemy. They are my weapon in this war in which i battle "not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly places."
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