Love vs. Lust

Love is blind until the end of time … or until the other person grates on your nerves. Then you will see clearly all of those things that drive you crazy that you skipped over at first. Your vision was kind of hazy in the beginning, before you were able to see clearly. Your love was blind. Blind love does not see any faults, but sooner or later they do come up—and that’s when you hit the rocks.

Marriage gets hard because at first you didn’t scrutinize. Your love was blind, so you bought lies. You only saw what you wanted to see until the lust wore off and all you were left with was the real person underneath.

Lust will blindly accept another’s flaws at the expense of family and friends. Lust will throw others under the bus to defend itself, but in five years, the people who were in lust will be complaining of the very things you noticed and warned them of. You told them; you reminded them; you shared with them; you sent up flags. You told them there may be despair in their future, but they wouldn’t listen. Their ears were clogged. They were blind. They couldn’t see anything but what they wanted to see. 

It’s not faith. No, it’s flesh. It’s not love; it’s lust. Lust hides the flaws because the attraction is so strong. But love deals truthfully with every flaw. It doesn’t hurt others to defend the ones you love. Instead, it works together to find unity in the will of God.

Many of Me – Multiple Personalities

Hi Friends,
I wrote this “Many of Me” two years ago when I was battling so much with my flesh. My spirit was strong, but my flesh was so, so weak! Paul said in Romans 7:15, “I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do” (NIV).

I totally get this because daily I didn’t understand myself. I knew my identity in Christ, but I 
didn’t eat or care for my temple though daily I was compelled to do so. I just couldn’t get out of the grips of sin—let’s call it what it was, alrighty? Sometimes we all need a rope and a friend to tug us up out of a ditch if we have allowed ourselves to fall into one.

Many of Me

Woman in the MirrorThere is the me I see in the mirror. When I look in the mirror, I see youth and radiance. I see skinny. I see healthy. The majority of the time, when I look in the mirror, I like what I see.

Woman in the PictureThere’s another image of me—the image in a photo. Whenever I see a photo, I think, “Who is that girl? When did I get fat? What day did that happen? This morning, I looked fine. Why don’t I look fine right now? Why does this picture depict me as fat when people say I’m small? What is the deal?” That image is my least favorite image.

Woman Who Fails HardThen there’s this image of me where I am a failure. I’m a bad mom. I make bad choices. I don’t use my words wisely. I hurt people sometimes when I’m frustrated or angry or mad. I don’t like that image very much.

Woman in ChristAnd then there’s the way God sees me: lovely, beautiful, chosen, adopted, daughter, princess. God sees me as a princess!

Regardless of what I look like or what I do, I can stand firmly on who God says I am. Without this truth as the foundation, focusing on my outward appearance, dieting, and improving my mom and wife skills are all fruitless because that is shaky, fading ground. God is the only rock on which we can stand firmly forever! 

Can I get a witness?! 🙂

“Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock.”

(Matthew 7:24 NIV)