I played the "beat myself up" game for years...
"...that in the ages to come He might show the exceeding riches of His grace in His kindness toward us in Christ Jesus." Ephesians 2:7
You know -- the constant insecurity haranguing my mind: Why did I do that? Why did I say this? Why can't I ever get it right? Possibly, I am the only one who ever has done this mental warfare that does oh so much damage to one's soul. I didn't need our adversary, the devil, to accuse me -- though he is mighty good at it -- I, all by myself, was my own worse enemy.
But no more. Some years ago, the Lord Jesus gave me a glimpse of His robed arm sweeping stacks of crusted over, dirty dishes off a table. These dishes were my thoughts that constantly and consistently belittled my worth. In place of them, He set an exquisite table, set for royalty. This is a picture of His lavish, limitless grace.
And grace not only forgives, it is His power to heal and deliver us from our flesh AND our adversary. This is the power of the gospel to transform our lives. Come join me at His table of amazing grace