Skip to main content

It’s Not The Devil, It’s Probably You

Trials and tribulations happen to the best of us. But if I can keep it real, most of the time, many of us end up in messes of our own making. Which is why one of the things I find irritating, frustrating, and sometimes comical, is how some Christians (and occasionally non-Christians) retreat to the excuse that the “enemy” is attacking them or that it’s the enemy’s fault that they’re going through what they’re going through. But before you blame the enemy for your issues, let’s take some inventory of your choices, shall we? I’ll be the first to admit, I’ve made plenty of dumb decisions. I mean, really dumb. Stupid dumb. So dumb, that at the time I was convinced I was making sound decisions only because I convinced myself I was, even when there was so much evidence practically screaming, “What in the world is wrong with you, stupid?” Now that I’ve shared that, dear readers, please understand, it’s not the enemy’s fault when you do things like overspend or mishandle financial provisions God’s blessed you with, irresponsibly live beyond your means, recklessly handle credit cards, and end up in mounting amounts of debt. It’s also not the enemy’s fault when you date, marry, or have kids with a lousy significant other, who truthfully, in sooooo many ways, likely showed you exactly who they were before you committed to them, but you chose to ignore your instincts and those little red flags all of us are capable of seeing, but instead, choose to overlook because we catch “feelings” for someone or lust for them and call it love, and even worse, fail to check in with God before committing to the person in the first place (because of our egos and because we care more about what everyone else thinks, even when we know deep down to our core the person we chose isn’t right for us) but we rebelliously choose them anyway, and then, we blame the enemy. Because our choices are his fault, right? But I want to lead you to deliverance on this day. I want to help set you free and lovingly let you know, it’s not the devil, it’s probably you. Some of what you’re going through are consequences from decisions you made. Take responsibility for your choices. Stop blaming everyone else. Stop blaming the enemy. And take a long, hard look in the mirror and reevaluate the choices that got you into the messes you’re in or have been in. It won’t be easy. I know. I too have had to look at myself and a number of stupid things I’ve done and intentionally decide to make better choices. Romans 8:28 reads, “And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.” God can still help us recover from our bad choices, but at some point, I believe He allows us to sit in our messes for a season until we finally “get it.” Sometimes, we give the enemy far too much credit. It’s time to grow up.

Popular posts from this blog

The Day I Became A Kidney Donor

About a year ago, I had a dream my dad wanted to talk to our family about something serious. I wasn’t sure what he wanted to discuss, but I knew it was something I needed to prepare myself for. Around the time after I had this dream, I remember stopping by my parents place and sensing something was going on that they weren’t telling me. I tried to dismiss what I’d been feeling, but I couldn’t shake it. Something serious was happening. As I returned to my home after visiting them one day, I was in my kitchen washing dishes when a heaviness hit my heart like nothing I’d ever felt before. Something’s wrong with dad. That’s what that dream was about. God, what’s going on? As I continued washing dishes, I started crying and praying. Then in mid-spring, my dad held an unexpected family meeting that would change all our lives forever. He hesitated at first, and as his voice started cracking and he started crying, he said, “Well, I wanted to talk to ya’ll to tell you that I have kidney disea...

I’m Glad I’m Not Married

When I was about five years old, I was sitting in the backseat of my dad’s car when me, him, my older cousin (my aunt’s son), and my aunt (my dad’s sister) caught my aunt’s fiancé with another woman. My dad had been driving my aunt out to run some errands since she didn’t have a driver’s license or a car. When she spotted her man with another woman, she told my dad to pull the car over, got out of the car, and immediately addressed him. She wanted the keys back to her apartment and was done with him. The other woman she caught her fiancé with slapped him when she realized what was happening, and that was that. When my aunt returned to the car, she was clearly and understandably upset, and the ride back to her place was quiet. Although I was too young to fully grasp what was happening at the time, I knew it wasn’t good. And now, at 34 years old, I can’t imagine how much pain she was in. Her wedding had been planned and paid for – and she never made it down the aisle. My aunt was a beaut...

Dear Young Black Professionals

As you embark on your career, I want you to know some things and stay woke about what you’ll be up against. Please understand that no matter what, you have value, and you matter. Always remember that. As progressive as this world and different workplaces may seem, every workplace has a culture. You’ll be in different places where a lot of people who don’t look like you will be in the room. But know that you belong in those rooms too. Spend some time observing and studying those spaces and learn as much as you can. There will be people you work with who will make presumptions about your competence, education, and ability to fulfill your job duties. There will be more who will think less of you because of the color of your skin and try to disqualify you the moment you make an error, mistake, or ask questions about things you may not understand. This will all feel uncomfortable and you may get insecure, feel like you’re all by yourself, and think you don’t belong there, but ride it out...