{"id":166,"date":"2015-07-01T20:03:16","date_gmt":"2015-07-01T20:03:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bellaword.com\/?p=166"},"modified":"2022-12-08T23:46:19","modified_gmt":"2022-12-08T23:46:19","slug":"disagreement-with-the-enemy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/deborahjeankelly.com\/?p=166","title":{"rendered":"Disagreement with the Enemy"},"content":{"rendered":"

[et_pb_section fb_built=”1″ admin_label=”section” _builder_version=”4.16″ custom_padding=”0px||14px|||” global_colors_info=”{}” theme_builder_area=”et_body_layout”][et_pb_row admin_label=”row” _builder_version=”4.16″ background_size=”initial” background_position=”top_left” background_repeat=”repeat” custom_padding=”8px|||||” global_colors_info=”{}” theme_builder_area=”et_body_layout”][et_pb_column type=”4_4″ _builder_version=”4.16″ custom_padding=”|||” global_colors_info=”{}” custom_padding__hover=”|||” theme_builder_area=”et_body_layout”][et_pb_text admin_label=”Text” _builder_version=”4.19.1″ text_font_size=”15px” background_size=”initial” background_position=”top_left” background_repeat=”repeat” custom_margin=”|-4px||||” hover_enabled=”0″ global_colors_info=”{}” theme_builder_area=”et_body_layout” sticky_enabled=”0″]My heart has been ravaged in its quest for home. Darkness feigned light to seduce and lay waste. But, I press on toward my First Love. No \u201cex-factor\u201d can define or limit me. I\u2019m not frozen in time. I\u2019m a work in progress, ever emerging from glory to glory. My future is bright with the promised fruit of a sanctified womb.<\/b><\/p>\n

I thank you, Lord Jesus, that your sovereign word is my steadfast disagreement with the enemy.<\/i><\/h2>\n
Disagreement with the Enemy\n<\/span>I run a white glove across my backward glances\nEach tender thought of bygone affection\n\nHas sought to hold me captive\nAway from, Onward and Upward\n\nI pour salt on the ice cold lie that\nMy best was left behind.<\/pre>\n
\u201cRemember Lot\u2019s wife!\u201d Luke 17:32<\/b><\/h2>\n

\n<\/strong><\/span>My Thoughts<\/span>
\nEvery now and then my mind will stray into the realm of reminiscence. It doesn\u2019t take much: an old song, movie, or situation will often take me to a place of longing for the good old days. If I\u2019m not careful, it can cause me to see my pre-salvation past through rose-tinted glasses.<\/p>\n
I run a white glove across my backward glances:
\nBy grace we can give our past the white glove treatment and assess those times with unscaled eyes. Then we are able to declare from a contrite heart that too often, the good old days were only good to the flesh: a shameful pattern that led us from one fleeting, emotional high to the next.<\/p>\n
Has sought to hold me captive
\nAway from, Onward and Upward
\nOur unsaved past is a dangerous place for any believer to rest because it moves the focus away from God
\nand onto oneself. It tries to demean the blessed position we now have as children of God.<\/p>\n
I pour salt on the ice cold lie that
\nMy best was left behind.
\nDuring a storm, salt is used to dissolve and break up the icy patches that cause us to slip and fall. I\u2019m so grateful for the Holy Spirit who comes to the rescue during these times. In the midst of deception He leads us, back to the truth. In Christ our best is always yet to come. We don\u2019t need to get stuck in the past!<\/p>\n
For further study: Consider these related Scriptures
\n1 Corinthians 10:13
\nProverbs 26:11
\nPhilippians 3:7-14; 4:8
\n1 Peter 3:17; 5:8-10
\nGalatians 4:8-9; 6:7-9[\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][\/et_pb_section]<\/p>\n ","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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