The half century or so that I have been a believer in Jesus Christ has been quite a journey. I have had some adventures in faith and, I’m afraid, been down numerous rabbit trails. I have learned a great deal, although probably not as much as I should have by now. Many lessons I have had to learn the hard way, and regrettably more than once.
One of the greatest lessons I have learned in the midst of trials has been that my mindset has everything to do with whether the experience is profitable or merely frustrating. The act of believing on the Word of God – regardless of how I feel – has helped me more than I can express. Among other things, I was finally freed from a twelve-year eating disorder when I finally made the conscious decision to believe what God said about me, rather than what my emotions were screaming about me at top volume.
In our culture of “You owe it to yourself…” “Follow your heart,” and “looking out for Number One,” it seems counterintuitive not to go along with our feelings and desires, but just looking at how many lives are in total disarray, we can tell something is missing.
I propose that the missing piece is God’s perspective.