It's good to remember.

It's amazing how much you forget once you're in a different environment. As I've been reminded of how rich of a relationship I had with Jesus in college this past week, I'm forced to come to terms with the fact that it has been pretty non-existent for...probably a couple of months. Lies have been creeping up on me--telling me to hide who I really am, that I'm going to fail at everything I try, that I'm never going to make good friends. My confidence in who I am as a beloved daughter has been pretty shattered, to say the least.

This could seem like a new year reflection type thing, but I'd rather steer away from that. I need to reflect a lot more frequently than that. I'm a really forgetful person. I've forgotten that the devil is really cunning and fashions lies to look like truth. He tricks us into trading vulnerability and transparency with deception and mistrust. I have forgotten how to fight for my relationship with Jesus. I have forgotten that He fights for me on a daily basis, and has fought to destroy the devil's hold on our lives from the beginning. I have forgotten how to hope. I have forgotten to see myself as a confident daughter of the King.

I don't want to hide anymore. I want to declare that God is King over all in my life and in your life and He can bind the devil's work in our hearts and minds.

CAN I GET AN AMEN.

(I love Jesus more than milk!)