The Lies of the Devil

     I get very upset when I hear people accuse God of bringing bad things into a person’s life. Let’s look at two scriptures. 

James 1:7 “Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow of turning.”  
John 10:10, “The thief does not come except to steal, and to kill, and to destroy. I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly.” (NKJV)

     I ask people all the time, is it good and perfect? Does it bring abundant life? In that case it’s from God so accept it and say, “Thank you!” Does it bring death and destruction? If so, it’s from the devil and you can give it right back and say, “No, thank you!”

    Instead what I see these days is a whole lot of people accepting the devil’s gifts and even claiming them as their own! Pay attention to the people around you. Listen to how often they claim an illness or difficulty for themselves. Watch a few commercials on TV. In nearly every prescription drug advertisement,  we are encouraged to accept these “gifts” that the devil wants for us. My depression; my asthma; my cancer; my rheumatoid arthritis; my bipolar disorder. Since when do these afflictions define us? Now that I’ve said this, you will start to hear it everywhere. Your grandmother takes blood pressure medication for “her heart condition.” Your father suffers pain in his feet because of “his diabetes.” I tell you what - I am leading a one woman revolution to stop the madness! It is not YOURS! You don’t have to keep it! Send it back to the pit that it came from, and start claiming the perfect gifts of healing and comfort and love and abundant life that the Lord has given to you!

    Now don’t get me wrong. I am in NO WAY encouraging anyone to stop medically treating the illness that they have been diagnosed with. If I did that, I would be a hypocrite indeed, as I treated the tumor that I discovered in my breast with everything available to me. And early along in the process I would say, “My tumor is this size.” Or, “My tumor has these characteristics.” But the Lord pulled me up so short! He challenged me to change my language, and claim His perfect gifts while rejecting the devil’s gift of death. 

    As I began to change my talk, so did the conversation of those around me. I have a precious student named Montanna who has suffered with asthma her entire life - the scary kind that has often sent her to the hospital. When I first began teaching her she would consistently tell me how “her asthma” was affecting her. Today she and I pray against “the asthma” that still tries to keep her down, and we claim the Lord’s breath in her lungs!


    Now, I do not say that simply changing the words you use when you discuss whatever affliction is troubling you magically makes it go away. Nor would I say that you should not talk to others about what you are struggling with...I am just challenging you to consider changing “the way” you talk about it. Try it, and see if I’m right. I am willing to bet that before long you will be more focused on the Lord and His promise of abundant life than you will be on the devil’s lies!