I am a prisoner of my own thoughts.
My actions and my words reflect this truth.
I believe myself to be inadequate more than not. I am unkind. I say hurtful things to those I love most. I am a lover of worldly things. I let myself become obsessed with the newest and greatest gadgets, clothes, and Instagram posts. I am anxious. I allow life to have a hold on my every move.
While I see that these things are not of the Lord, I have become a slave to them.
I am weak.
In saying all of this, the fact that I am able to recognize these thoughts as sin shows that Christ is in me. He is in my corner, fighting for me.
I am thankful for the Lord's little (and sometimes very big) ways of keeping us on the track to fighting the good fight--for reminding us that He is our only source of strength.
