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The Opposite of Evil is Truth


I picked up the book Lies Women Believe a couple of years ago at Half Price Books. As I recall it seems like someone had recommended it to me. It sat on a shelf until 5 weeks ago when I found a group of ladies studying it and signed up. It has led me on a path I never imagined with an amazing group of ladies. My heart had lies throughout and I had no clue. Seriously HAD NO CLUE! The more I learned the more I began to see God's truth about me.

Week after week I have repeatedly gone to God and asked Him to reveal truth to me. He has been faithful to send me glimpses of how He views me and how He intends to use me. It has been both humbling and healing. Yesterday it felt as if He went to great lengths to tell me His truth about me. I had three completely unexpected interactions with friends who shared affirmations of specific gifts in me. As my head hit the pillow I was overwhelmed, in a good way.

God has a knack for swiftly sandwiching my spiritual experiences around a great piece of teaching. Yesterday I attended a transforming teaching by Bob Hamp on The Hidden Heart. I learned that the opposite of evil is actually truth. He taught that God simply desires for us to exhange what we know is a sin, a lie, or a defense mechanism for truth. And if we don't know what these things are? Ask God, He will reveal that too!

As he talked I imagined a child producing a dirty diaper and then telling their parent no thanks I can clean it up. The child just doesn't get it. The parent knows all the child has ingested, has an inclination of future production, and amazingly still remains in the picture.

In the same way I picture God as He watches all I ingest. His steadfast presence remains even though He already knows the trappings I call self preservation will yield a big smelly mess. He stays in the picture and offers to change me. And yet I say "No thanks, I'VE got this, no really I'LL just work harder and focus MY mind so I can change this. God you feel free to cheer for ME" Seems ridiculous BUT so familiar at the same time. I am so attached to my "natural production" it never occurs to me I was originally fashioned to NOT produce this. This product does not accomplish His purpose in me.

Bob continued to teach. As I listened I really liked the idea of going to God with my yuck (sin, lie, or self preservation)and trading it for His truth. I have to admit sometimes there is a slight hesitation as my hand opens to give "the well honed defense mechanism" in exchange for His best for me. But I am getting quicker!
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