Under the Bed

Hebrews 4:13 And there is no creature hidden from His sight, but all things are open and laid bare to the eyes of Him with whom we have to do.

Someone recently said to me that my writing style can be intimidating for some. I am very direct in my communication regarding pursuit of truth and freedom. I admit I have been very blunt, especially with some in my personal life.

Be honest with care not blunt with emotion-Kate Nasser

Truth does need to be professed. It’s a matter of delivery. To the flesh truth is uncomfortable. Before it sets us free it feels terrible. But there’s something else about what was said to me that stood out. A particular word.

Intimidating.

To intimidate someone means to frighten or scare, put simply. For those who are struggling with fear (and I still am myself) I offer you this response.

Fear is a liar.

A picture came to my mind after time in prayer. It was a mess hidden under a bed. I stumbled on the above photo by Dick Sargent which was published in 1955. I tend to be transparent in my writing. Even so, it is a lot like that above illustration. I choose what I want to display. I may allow you to “see” a few items on the floor. But you don’t see the mess under the bed. All of us have messes under the bed figuratively speaking. We all have struggles and pictures less proudly displayed. Things we hide. Fear is so common.

God sees.

Why does fear so often separate people? Mostly because fear is the enemy of love. Love thinks of others, fear thinks of itself. But what is really at the core of it all?

Fear falsely tells us what we’re not, can’t/don’t have, or unable to do.

Fear attacks our self worth. All of us deep down want to be loved and accepted. We desire to be valued. Consciously or subconsciously we seek connection with those who communicate value to us.

People will forget what you said. People will forget what you did. But people will never forget how you made them feel.
-Maya Angelou

Sometimes a person doesn’t make us feel good. They are convicting. Challenging. We humans don’t like that. But we are called to love. All too often those we are intimated by have a mess hidden under their bed. All we see is the beautifully swept, tidy room. Or we are afraid of the mess we see. However, they too want to be valued. They fear rejection. Disgust. Disapproval.

With truth comes commitment.

Truth requires a greater commitment than fear. It must be sought. But fear seeks. It doesn’t demand commitment. It will not leave without resistance and spiritual opposition.

Today, for those who are bound by fear I’ll leave you with this. It is a spirit. It is no match for the blood of Yeshua (Jesus.) The enemy uses fear because it keeps us from wearing our spiritual armor as in Ephesians 6. It strips us of our strength in Him. Even a powerfully used prophet like Elijah was reduced to isolation and depression from fear.

Do not be intimidated. Put your armor on. Speak each piece out loud. Realize every person has their messes. Only God knows what’s truly hidden.

Fear not!

Ephesians 6:12-17 ESV For we do not wrestle 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.

Therefore take up the whole armor of God, that you may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand firm. Stand therefore, having fastened on the belt of truth, and having put on the breastplate of righteousness, and, as shoes for your feet, having put on the readiness given by the gospel of peace.

In all circumstances take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming darts of the evil one; and take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God

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