Traveling with kids...

I would never claim the title of Super Mom. Not even close. Most days I don't feel like I'm even a good mom. But that's the lie of the enemy. That I'm...never...enough. 

But as we recently headed out on vaca with three kids in tow, and I was still trying to pack last minute things at T minus 5 and counting, the waves of enemy attacks were overwhelming. 

And then we got in the car at the crack of dawn with only one bottle of water and breakfast food from Quik Trip...and the realization that sometimes I just don't have my act together drove me to pen this post. 

The trash from our breakfast sat on my lap for a good three hours until our first potty break. 

My first inclination is to worry about the content of those wrappers. Definitely full of bad stuff and preservatives. 

At some point that day I had to decide who I was going to listen to...Him or the enemy. The lies or the Truth. And I chose. Over and over for the rest of the day. It's not a one time thing. It's a brain training exercise. When I am being lied to, bombarded with negative thoughts, I have to choose. I have to recall and speak those words of truth found only in God's Word that provide comfort. The only ammunition against the assault of the evil one. 

And right now the one that always comes to mind is "whatever is true, right, pure, lovely, if anything is excellent or praiseworthy, think on these things..." Phil 4:8. 

So I encourage you, when the enemy of your soul lies to you about your abilities, gifts, talents, your past or your future...speak the only truth that will refute the lies and the only truth that will set you free.