Those thoughts batter your mind late at night … just before an important meeting … calling you a fraud, a failure, and worse. Would you try a one-step remedy to shut those voices up forever?
How often do you find yourself thinking:
If ‘they’ knew
that I [did / am / think / want]
whatever ‘it’ is
that horrifies and shames me
about my [life / behavior / identity / thoughts / desires],
I would be an utter outcast
instead of just feeling outcast the way I do.
How often do you find yourself listening to voices in your head that tell you:
You [bad word]!
You mess everything up!
You can’t get anything right!
You always have failed!
You always will fail!
You’re a complete and total failure through and through!
Some people tell you those voices are recordings that you’re playing back from the past. For some people they probably are. For some people, the voices say things that no voice they ever heard could have said — for example, bad words from languages not spoken in their country. Attempting to reject the voices does not seem to work: negating a negative is no more successful in the mirrored corridors of the mind than in logic or in law. For some people, stating affirmations about their own true identity helps to overcome the voices.
The One-Step Method to Overcome Self-Hatred
There’s only one effective way I know to throw self-hatred out the door. Continue reading
Caught on @DonaldMiller ‘s Storyline blog:
“I’m convinced Satan is less interested in getting you to look at porn than he is at confusing you about what Jesus is trying to do on earth. And what Jesus is trying to do on earth is spread the truth.”
Donald Miller was talking about familiar leaders, mostly in media, who are busier arguing against caricatures they have invented themselves than actually engaging with the people they are interviewing. What I got from Miller’s post was that in his view, those leaders are more interested in creating intellectual mayhem for the sake of ratings and ad revenue than in honest conversation. Writer Dorothy Greco, who was a member of the first Bible study I belonged to as a baby Christian more than 25 years ago, encountered one of these guys recently. It wasn’t pretty. Give your ratings to Dorothy by reading her post about the experience.
This week’s assignments include a piece about author Dean Koontz’s work. While doing the research, I came across this fun out-take from an interview. It a great reminder that there is beauty in life’s storms, even when they seem to destroy what we’ve planned:
“Gerda and I worked so much for the first two decades of our marriage that we never took a real vacation until our twentieth wedding anniversary. Then we went on a cruise, booking a first-class suite, sparing no expense.
“For more than half the cruise, the ship was caught in a hurricane. The open decks were closed because waves would have washed passengers overboard. About 90 percent of the passengers spent day after day in their cabins, projectile vomiting. We discovered that neither of us gets seasick. We had the showrooms, the casino, and the buffets virtually to ourselves.
“Because the crew had no one to serve, our service was exemplary. The ship dared not try to put into the scheduled ports; it was safer on the open sea. The big windows of the main bar presented a spectacular view of massive waves and lightning strikes that stabbed the sea by the score. Very romantic. We had a grand time.”