It was then that Satan began whispering names to me, hurling insults in my face.
Rejected.
Unwanted.
Unloved.
Outcast.
Alone.
Painful names. Punishing names. Awful names.
Mercifully, and almost immediately, the lyrics to a song that we sing from time to time at church came into my mind:
I will change your name
You shall no longer be called
Wounded, outcast
Lonely or afraid
I will change your name
Your new name shall be
Confidence, joyfulness
Overcoming one
Faithfulness, friend of God
One who seeks my face.
"I Will Change Your Name" (D.J. Butler)
How gracious God was to remind me right away that I no longer answer to the names that Satan calls me. God has changed my name forever. No matter how rejected or unloved I may feel, that is not my identity. And that is something to be most thankful for.
1 comment:
Isn't it hard to push the screams of Satan out of the way so you can hear the whisper of Truth ever present in your soul? I understand... so glad He provided those lyrics to remind you of how HE looks at you!
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