Pensamento fedorento: Minha visão distorcida de Deus

Pensamento fedorento: Minha visão distorcida de Deus

Pensamento fedorento: Minha visão distorcida de Deus

por Toni Weisz/Stinking Thinking

Escrituras: Provérbios 23:7uma, Romanos 2:4d, 1 Corinthians 6:20, John 3:16, 8:44, 1 John 4:8, e Jeremiah 29:11

Stinking Thinking refere-se aos pensamentos negativos que nos atormentam, especialmente quando estamos HALT (Hsem raiva, UMAcom raiva, euapenas ou Tirado) ou ter pensamentos como uma visão distorcida de Deus e de si mesmo, Pensamento negativo, justificação, medo, e ansiedade. Abordaremos cada um desses tópicos para que possamos discernir entre as mentiras em que acreditamos ao longo dos anos e substituí-las pela verdade de Deus. Nosso objetivo é equipá-lo para que possa ter vitória nessas áreas.

Primeiro, A Palavra de Deus diz em Provérbios 23:7uma, “Pois como ele pensa em seu coração, ele também é. ” O que pensamos sobre nós dita como nos vemos, Deus, e outros, e como respondemos às coisas. Se nos vemos como filhos de Deus, amavam, amado e adotado pela família de Deus, veremos que somos verdadeiramente especiais, separado por Deus para boas obras. Teremos uma visão mais positiva do mundo. Se sentimos que não somos amados por causa de nossos pecados passados, e não uma pessoa de valor, vamos nos sentir deprimidos, sozinho, e sem esperança. Você pode ver que o que pensamos determina como nos sentimos?

Minha primeira visão distorcida de Deus começou quando eu era uma criança muito pequena por volta dos seis ou sete anos. Eu vi Deus como um Deus irado que era inacessível. Foi -me dito quando criança que, se eu fizesse algo errado, Deus me puniria, Eu estava constantemente esperando o martelo cair na minha cabeça toda vez que eu fazia algo errado. A igreja que frequentei era velha e tinha belos vitrais, mas por dentro estava escuro, frio, e as pessoas falavam em latim. Eu não vi o amor de Deus lá. Tudo o que vi foram regras rígidas e punições severas por desobedecer. Eu vi alunos batendo com réguas regularmente. Isso me manteve escondido novamente, como eu fiz em casa, quando meu pai estava tendo uma de suas explosões de raiva.

É a bondade de Deus que leva ao arrependimento (Referência. Romanos 2:4d). Um método para modificar o comportamento é por meio do medo de julgamento; o outro é através do amor. Deus quer que o obedeçamos por amor e não por medo. Se você ama alguém e eles te amam, você quer passar mais tempo com essa pessoa, mas quando você pensa em alguém como uma pessoa severa, este não é alguém com quem você se sinta seguro e confortável. Você vê a diferença? Deus é amor, e sua graça é imerecida. Por causa do que Jesus fez por nós na cruz, O mínimo que podemos fazer é servi -lo e obedecer à sua palavra. Fomos comprados com um preço (Referência. 1 Corinthians 6:20); O precioso sangue de Jesus pagou a penalidade por nossos pecados e os pecados de todo o mundo.

Eu não vi o amor de Deus evidente em minha antiga igreja. Não foi até que eu estava 34, quando frequentei uma pequena igreja batista em NJ, que ouvi o evangelho pela primeira vez. O prédio era muito simples, sem janelas de vitral. Havia uma cruz na frente onde o pregador estava e um piano. Mas uma coisa que vi exibido foi o amor de Deus que essas pessoas tinham. Isso é o que me atraiu a Jesus. Era a pregação da Palavra de Deus por meio da Bíblia e o amor de Deus nas palavras e ações e nos rostos das pessoas que frequentavam aquela pequena igreja.

John 3:16 "Pois Deus amou tanto o mundo que ele deu seu único filho ..." Ele nos amou tanto que deu Seu Filho para morrer por você e por mim; essa é uma imagem de amor sacrificial. Obrigada, Jesus, por morrer voluntariamente na cruz por nós, Eu sei que é o seu amor pelo mundo que o manteve naquela cruz.

Eu acredito que o inimigo está trabalhando duro para distorcer nossa visão de Deus, para nos fazer duvidar de que Ele realmente nos ama e se preocupa conosco. Olhe para Eva no jardim, a cobra (Satanás), o enganador e pai das mentiras, tentando plantar sementes de dúvida na mente de Eva sobre se a Palavra de Deus é confiável. Eu posso imaginar que ela estava pensando, “Deus está escondendo algo bom de mim. Ele realmente não me ama, porque se Ele o fizesse, Ele me daria tudo o que eu quero. ” Adão e Eva não sabiam o que era melhor para eles, e é o mesmo conosco; também não sabemos o que é melhor para nós. Deus nos disse para não fazer sexo antes do casamento. Ele estava escondendo de nós? Não, na verdade ele estava nos protegendo, especialmente aqueles de nós que abortariam nossos bebês. Ele estava tentando nos proteger e nossos bebês da morte física, e emocional, mental, e tormento espiritual e escravidão ao maligno.

Eu percebi que era por amor que Deus não queria que eu fizesse sexo fora do casamento, porque ele queria me proteger. Se ao menos eu tivesse confiado a Deus e o convidasse para o meu processo de tomada de decisão e acreditasse que ele iria providenciar meu bebê e eu, então talvez eu tivesse tido coragem de escolher a vida para meu bebê. Em vez de, Minha visão distorcida de Deus me deixou com medo de abordar ele com minhas necessidades, qual era o plano do inimigo. Se o inimigo pode nos fazer entrar em pânico e não buscar a sabedoria de Deus, provisão, e proteção, então ele ganhou a batalha.

Para vocês preciosos que foram abusados, abandonado, e rejeitado pela família, Guardiões, e amigos - aqueles que deveriam proteger e fornecer a você -Deus viu e isso partiu seu coração. Esse medo profundo associado a figuras de autoridade nos faz duvidar que Deus é um bom pai que nos ama. Nós associamos as características desses indivíduos a Deus. Achamos que ele deve ser abusivo e nos rejeitará e nos abandonará também. Isso é uma mentira do mal. Deus é amor. O amor é seu personagem. Nunca experimentaremos amor perfeito, exceto através de Jesus, Deus, o Pai, e o Espírito Santo. O mal queria que acreditassemos nessas mentiras sobre Deus para que ele pudesse destruir nossas vidas. E ele fez, por muitos anos, Mas então Deus!!! Deus tinha um plano diferente para nossas vidas, um que é bom para nos dar uma esperança e um futuro.

Perguntas para levar a sério:

  1. Quais eram suas visões distorcidas de Deus quando criança, adolescente, e adulto jovem? Como ele era?
  2. Como você o vê agora?
  3. Como podemos orar por você?

Oro para que este tópico tenha sido útil para você ver como o maligno através de seu engano e mentiras não queriam que conhecemos Deus. Mas Deus com seu grande amor e misericórdia em relação a nós, nos perseguiu e nos atraiu para si mesmo. Ele é um refúgio para os oprimidos. Ele liga o coração quebrado e cura todas as nossas feridas.

Se você precisar falar, Entre em contato com você pode me enviar um e -mail para: toni@myashestobeauty.com.

 

Você é amado,
Toni

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Quando eu finalmente recebeu o amor de Jesus em meu coração

Quando eu finalmente recebeu o amor de Jesus em meu coração

Desde quando eu era criança, I did not use my voice and hid in the background to keep under the radar. Como resultado, I became what people wanted me to be. I was labeled, “The good, quiet one.” I was fearful of rejection, so I became a people pleaser. I believed the lie that if I were perfect, I would be loved. That’s when I started wearing a mask.

My need for love and acceptance caused me to hide parts of myself. I only showed the good sides so people would love me. Then, when I was 12 anos, I started sneaking whiskey from my parents’ liquor cabinet. Now, I was really hiding. I didn’t want my parents to find out. They were very strict with me being the oldest, and I didn’t want them to be angry or disappointed in me.

As I got older, my sins were more and more grievous, and my secrets became bigger and bigger. então, I isolated even more and hid everything. My mask morphed as I got older. As a child, I strived for perfection. I was a good student, good athlete, and an all-around good child. When that wasn’t working, I tapped into a lifestyle of alcohol, drugs and sex. When I was home, I was still the good one. But in high school, I was hanging out with those who smoked and did drugs.

Neste ponto, people pleasing ruled my life. All I strove for were accolades from others and a place I could fit in and feel safe. But I would not find that for a long time. Honestamente, I lost my own identity because I wanted to fit in with others. I no longer knew what I liked or what I wanted to do because I became a chameleon and changed depending upon the group I was with. I had lost my own identity striving to please others.

I felt unloved and lost. My drinking and drug use were out of control. I was a walking time bomb. I hated myself and felt so depressed. I struggled with keeping it all together. When I found out I was pregnant as a 21-year-old college student, I panicked. This pregnancy did not fit the narrative I was allowing my parents to see. I was not the good, quieto. I was doing very ungodly, sinful destructive things, and now I was going to terminate my baby’s life.

How did I end up here? My whole life was a lie. I will have an abortion and act as if everything was fine. But everything wasn’t fine. After this traumatic event, I was more depressed than before, crying all the time and drinking more. My self-loathing and suicidal thoughts were now continually plaguing me. I just wanted to die so this torment would stop. It was too hard to keep up this façade. Slowly my mask was cracking, and I was so afraid of being exposed. All my sins and lies would come flooding out. I was scared.

In my early 30’s I had a physical and emotional break down. I could not function normally at all. I would lay on the couch for weeks at a time. All the years of stuffing and lying and all the pain I had been holding in all my life were starting to come out sideways. I was a walking volcano, spilling hot ash on anyone who got in my way. I was extremely emotional. I felt I could not look anyone in the eyes because if I did, I would not be able to stop crying.

Slowly I started recognizing I needed help. I needed someone who would love me, accept me, and heal me. I needed a Savior. Then on January 2, 1994, I heard the gospel for the first time. Within 4 weeks I gave my heart to Jesus, confessed my sins, turned from my old ways and turned toward God. I am coming up on the 26th anniversary of my salvation, and it is still the sweetest day of my life. It is the day I finally surrendered my life to God and allowed Him to heal my broken body, my broken heart and my broken mind. He transformed me into the woman He created me to be: a loving, confident woman filled with joy and peace. I have been adopted into the family of God; I am accepted, and I am finally loved. I feel safe to be me. I can take the mask off now because I am finally home.

Are you wearing a mask?

What does your mask look like?

Do you have the courage to take off the mask and be real?

I pray that as God heals you, you will be filled with His love and you will have the courage to take off your mask.

Bênçãos,

Toni

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MY Wall—My Prison (Part Two)

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My Wall-My Prison (Part Two)

When Is it Safe to Let the Wall Down?

In Part 1, My Wall-My Prison, we talked about the walls we built around ourselves as children to protect us from others and how these walls became our prisons. We found ourselves cut off from everyone, alone and tormented by the enemy. So how do we start taking the walls down and feeling safe to share what we have been hiding all these years?

Primeiro, a relationship with God is extremely important. To have this relationship, the Bible says we must be born again. We become born again or saved when we ask God to forgive our sins through confession (Romanos 10:9) and repentance, which means turning away from our sins and turning to God (Lucas 5:32). We must also believe in our hearts that Jesus is the Son of God who died on the cross for our sins, was buried, and rose again on the third day (1 Corinthians 15:3–4, Romanos 10:13). We then receive the gift of the Holy Spirit, The Spirit of Truth. He gives us the power to understand Scripture (John 14:17), convicts us of sin (John 16:8), and is our comforter, constant companion, and friend (John 14:16). It is through the power of the Holy Spirit that God connects with us in a deep and intimate way, making us a family.

My life changed dramatically when I finally received the love of God in my heart. I knew Jesus loved me, but I didn’t feel loved. I still believed the lies that I was unworthy to be loved by God, or anyone else for that matter, because of all my sins, especially my abortion. When the truth finally penetrated my heart, I was forever changed. I realized I was a child of God who was adopted into His family. He would never leave me nor forsake me. I was His, and I was bought by His precious blood on the cross for my sins. I am loved by God just the way I am. I am so grateful for this truth.

Segundo, I believe being in a Christ-centered community is critical for our healing. In this community, the Word of God is used along with the power of the Holy Spirit. Prayer and recovery tools are also used in this loving environment, creating a safe place to share.

I believe abortion breaks the very soul of a women into a million pieces. Those pieces, created by the trauma of having an abortion, can only be picked up and put back together by Jesus. We were designed by God to love, protect, and nurture our children; we did the opposite. This group is a safe place to share our hearts and our hurts without judgment or condemnation.

Lastly, it is okay to still be protected from people who are unsafe emotionally and/or physically. God does not want His daughters abused. As God heals you and you become more confident, He will lead you to start sharing with those with whom you feel safe. This group is a good place to start sharing within a safe and loving community to build your confidence.

Healthy boundaries are necessary to keep us safe so we can have more fulfilling and meaningful relationships with others. On the other hand, holding on to secrets is not a good way to have deep and meaningful relationships. When you feel safe to do so, share your secrets so you can be set free, giving the enemy nothing to hold against you.

Perguntas

  1. Are you ready to let your wall down to let God in so you can receive the love and the help you need?
  2. Who are you praying about sharing your past with? Do you have a healthy relationship with this person? It’s okay to keep yourself protected, but do not allow the enemy to isolate you or put you back into the prison.

Você é amado,
Toni

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My Wall-My Prison (Part One)

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My Wall-My Prison (Part One)

Genesis 1:27, Genesis 2:7, John 8:44, and Luke 15:10

When I look back on my past and try to put all the pieces together, I remember being a very young child, hiding from my father’s anger. He was unpredictable, and I was frightened by him. At the time, my mother was also struggling. No 23 anos, she had rheumatoid arthritis and a husband who was a rageaholic. She would become extremely frustrated and take it out on us kids. It was an extremely difficult time for our family. It was at this point that I began building a wall to protect myself from getting hurt by others. I became very quiet and isolated. It was a way for me to stay out of trouble and the only way I knew how to control my unpredictable environment. Little did I know, this wall would become impenetrable, and I would become a prisoner of it.

Alone and isolated: This was exactly where the enemy wanted me to be so he could torment me and hold me captive, destroying my life. The devil hates anything that God has created, especially humans. He hates humans because we are made in the image of God (Genesis 1:27) and have living souls that connect with God on a deep level (Genesis 2:7). The devil wants humans to bow down and worship him instead of God. How does he accomplish this? He does this by isolating us and lying to us, like he did with me. I built a huge wall around myself, a wall that I did not know would ultimately become my prison cell. He was a murderer from the beginning, as well as a deceiver, liar, and the father of lies (John 8:44). It’s no wonder that he was behind the first sin when Adam and Eve fell in the garden, and also the first murder between their children, Cain and Abel. He is alive and well today in the abortion industry, convincing women that abortion is their only choice.

When I lived behind my wall, I could not receive the love I desperately needed because I was cut off from the rest of the world. When we isolate ourselves, the enemy attacks us the most. We have no one to turn to for love, fellowship, or help. We are alone, tormented by our thoughts and the lies of the enemy. I have learned from experience that when I feel like isolating myself and putting my wall up, I need to do the opposite. So I reach out to someone and ask for help. That’s how I protect myself from the fiery darts of the enemy. I pray this was helpful for you.

All hope is not lost. God performed a miracle on my behalf, and He can on yours too. He pursued and wooed this broken, sozinho, and tormented woman. He made me feel safe enough to slowly peek out of the window of my prison cell to hear about the beauty of the Lord and see Him working in my husband’s life. I so desperately wanted to feel loved and connected with another person in a deep and meaningful way. I have heard it said that God created us with a God-shaped hole in each of our hearts. We try to fill this hole with the things of this world, yet only He can fill it.

What I really needed was a Savior: someone who would love me, pursue me, sacrifice His life for me, and tell me I was worth the cost. I was waiting for my prince to come and rescue me, and He did. His name is Jesus, my Savior, my friend, and my Lord. He rescued me from the clutches of the enemy, and I am forever in His debt. I will serve Him all the days of my life, and I will be with Him forever in glory when I pass from this life to the next.

Perguntas

  1. Have you put up a wall to protect yourself?
  2. Are you still hiding behind that wall?
  3. Are you ready to give God a try and lower your wall, so that He can heal you and love you?
  4. Have you asked Jesus to forgive your sins?Do you believe that He is the sinless, Son of God who died on the cross for your sins, rose from the dead on the third day, and is now sitting at the right hand of the Father in Heaven? If you have not, then today is the day of salvation. The angels rejoice over one sinner that repents (Lucas 15:10).

Please let us know how we can help you on your healing journey.

Você é amado,
Toni

 

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When Is It Safe to Let My Wall Down?

 

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Meu Mask of Perfection

Meu Mask of Perfection

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Desde quando eu era criança, I did not use my voice and hid in the background to keep under the radar. Como resultado, I became what people wanted me to be. I was labeled, “The good, quiet one.” I was fearful of rejection, so I became a people pleaser. I believed the lie that if I were perfect, I would be loved. That’s when I started wearing a mask.

My need for love and acceptance caused me to hide parts of myself. I only showed the good sides so people would love me. Then, when I was 12 anos, I started sneaking whiskey from my parents’ liquor cabinet. Now, I was really hiding. I didn’t want my parents to find out. They were very strict with me being the oldest, and I didn’t want them to be angry or disappointed in me.

As I got older, my sins were more and more grievous, and my secrets became bigger and bigger. então, I isolated even more and hid everything. My mask morphed as I got older. As a child, I strived for perfection. I was a good student, good athlete, and an all-around good child. When that wasn’t working, I tapped into a lifestyle of alcohol, drugs and sex. When I was home, I was still the good one. But in high school, I was hanging out with those who smoked and did drugs.

Neste ponto, people pleasing ruled my life. All I strove for were accolades from others and a place I could fit in and feel safe. But I would not find that for a long time. Honestamente, I lost my own identity because I wanted to fit in with others. I no longer knew what I liked or what I wanted to do because I became a chameleon and changed depending upon the group I was with. I had lost my own identity striving to please others.

I felt unloved and lost. My drinking and drug use were out of control. I was a walking time bomb. I hated myself and felt so depressed. I struggled with keeping it all together. When I found out I was pregnant as a 21-year-old college student, I panicked. This pregnancy did not fit the narrative I was allowing my parents to see. I was not the good, quieto. I was doing very ungodly, sinful destructive things, and now I was going to terminate my baby’s life.

How did I end up here? My whole life was a lie. I will have an abortion and act as if everything was fine. But everything wasn’t fine. After this traumatic event, I was more depressed than before, crying all the time and drinking more. My self-loathing and suicidal thoughts were now continually plaguing me. I just wanted to die so this torment would stop. It was too hard to keep up this façade. Slowly my mask was cracking, and I was so afraid of being exposed. All my sins and lies would come flooding out. I was scared.

In my early 30’s I had a physical and emotional break down. I could not function normally at all. I would lay on the couch for weeks at a time. All the years of stuffing and lying and all the pain I had been holding in all my life were starting to come out sideways. I was a walking volcano, spilling hot ash on anyone who got in my way. I was extremely emotional. I felt I could not look anyone in the eyes because if I did, I would not be able to stop crying.

Slowly I started recognizing I needed help. I needed someone who would love me, accept me, and heal me. I needed a Savior. Then on January 2, 1994, I heard the gospel for the first time. Within 4 weeks I gave my heart to Jesus, confessed my sins, turned from my old ways and turned toward God. I am coming up on the 26th anniversary of my salvation, and it is still the sweetest day of my life. It is the day I finally surrendered my life to God and allowed Him to heal my broken body, my broken heart and my broken mind. He transformed me into the woman He created me to be: a loving, confident woman filled with joy and peace. I have been adopted into the family of God; I am accepted, and I am finally loved. I feel safe to be me. I can take the mask off now because I am finally home.

Are you wearing a mask?

What does your mask look like?

Do you have the courage to take off the mask and be real?

I pray that as God heals you, you will be filled with His love and you will have the courage to take off your mask.

Bênçãos,

Toni

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