You’re a silly little idealist; you’re not smart enough to do something like that.
There it was again, the dream-killer—haunting my thoughts, pushing down my hopes.
You’re doing it wrong, you know. Why don’t you quit now before you embarrass yourself?
Since I was a young teen, I dreamed of crafting words of hope and encouragement that would change the world. But I’m not the only one. Many of us want to be authors, writers who make a difference.
The dreaming is easy. It’s the pursuit that’s hard—harder still when the voice of lies sacrifices our dreams. If you don’t try, you can’t fail.
God accomplishes his will on earth through truth;
Satan accomplishes his purposes through lies.
Warren W. Wiersbe
This fatal falling for lies was modeled for us long ago in a beautiful garden where Eve was tricked, deceived.
Eve—the first woman, first wife, first mother, and the first one of us to fall for an ugly lie. That day Satan met Eve in the garden, he brought a convincing argument—one intended to lead her, and any of us who would follow, away from God’s truth.
I mean, really—the woman was in a beautiful, perfect environment with the perfect man. I can’t think of anything more satisfying than a clean house and a great husband who loves you. Eve had both. Not to mention that there wasn’t another woman alive to compare herself with. Truly heaven on earth.
Yet Satan found a way to convince her she deserved more. That somehow she didn’t measure up and God was holding out on her. If we aren’t careful, we allow these triggered-by-others insecurities to rewrite our life stories, to shape our lives so negatively that we lose direction.
Our mind is the control center of our lives,
and Satan wants control.
Consider the impact that someone else’s opinion had not just on Eve, but also her husband. After the famed fruit-sharing, Adam was quick to lay blame and excuse away his actions, “I was afraid . . . I was naked and I hid.”
“Who told you that?” God asked.
I just love the question. God well knew the source of their shackling guilt, but I believe he wanted them to consider that someone else, a shrewd and conniving Enemy, had influenced their beliefs. The winds of accountability fell fresh among the trees in the garden that night.
That same wind stirs now as God asks us the same thing, “Who told you that?”
Who told you that you are doing it wrong?
That you aren’t good enough?
That what you say doesn’t matter?
No matter the messenger, we must wrest ourselves from these grips of doubt and fear that keep us from our God-sized dreams.
Let’s reclaim those stalled dreams. When these negative thoughts start rolling around in our heads, let’s smash these warped lies, reframe them with truth by reminding ourselves what God thinks about us.
When I’m stuck, when I need to redirect my thoughts, I use a simple question: Is there another way to think about this?
As an example, what if I’ve jumped to a conclusion {which I tend to do}, and fallen into the mental trap that people won’t listen to me, may even consider me dumb? Without facts to support this assumption, I interpret the situation negatively, anticipating the worst. But I can reframe this thought with 1 Cor. 1:30 that says, “God himself gives me wisdom.”
God. himself. gives. me. wisdom.
Funny; Satan was right. I’m not smart enough to do this. When I write, it’s often bigger than me, smarter than me. That’s the sort of thing God does when we follow our dreams, depend on Him.
How about you: What lie are you believing that’s interfering with your dreams, even now?
















