“What’s wrong with me?” It’s a question I’ve asked far too many times.
When I forget to do something important, when I’m late for a meeting, when I yell at my kids, lose my keys, can’t keep up with deadlines and dirty laundry, or walk into a room in my house and can’t remember why I went in there — the list goes on.
And every time I ask, “What’s wrong with me?” I actually tell myself something is wrong with me.
Then I try to figure out my elusive fault so I can change it.
But then one day it happened: I got tired of telling myself something was wrong with me.
I got tired of trying to figure out my elusive fault so I could change it.
And I realized what I needed to change was the way I talked to myself.
God doesn’t want us berating ourselves with questions and statements that make us feel defective.
But, we have an enemy who loves to cast a shadow of self-doubt over us by playing into our self-defeating thoughts. He tries to get us to focus on all that is wrong with us (real or perceived), instead of anything that is right with us….
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