Man, the enemy knows exactly how to stop me dead in my tracks.
I allow it to rob me...
of all creativity
My determination is replaced by "it's never enough" and thoughts of incompetence.
My head totally knows it's a choice to allow it to affect me versus just learning from it.
But my heart won't let go.
It can be the most simple thing - a misunderstanding with a friend, something I considered creative that is rejected or made fun of or just a job that I don't do in an excellent way.
The enemy grabs it and dangles it in front of my eyes and I can see nothing else.
Discouraged is a lonely place to be.
But, the defense I have is an eternal perspective.
I force myself to snatch it from the hands of discouragement and throw it into the arms of the only One in whom I rest.
And with the choice made to look at how insignificant these discouraging things have been -
I realize they have no lasting significance.
It's already forgotten in Him.
I force myself back into the "try" of significant accomplishment refusing to remain in trivial.
I continue to be available to His calling whatever that is ....forever.