Owen held up his Gordon train and said, “Look Mom, Gorgon.” I corrected him and said, “No, that’s GorDon.” “NO! It’s GorGon,” he insisted. We went back and forth a few times but I wasn’t going to convince him otherwise. Sometimes I just have to laugh when my kids argue with me about certain undeniable facts. Nathan can argue the color of the sky or that 1+1 = 2. They can argue all they want but facts are facts.
Sometimes I do the same thing with God. I deny who He’s said I am. He’s called me chosen, righteous, a co-heir with Christ Jesus, overcommer, more than a conqueror, forgiven, and loved beyond comprehension. I’ll argue and use other terms to define myself. Terms that He has not used. My kids can argue the color of the sky with me but in the end it’s still blue and 1+1 will always equal 2.
Denying who Jesus say’s I am is pointless, like calling an apple and orange.
Philippians 4:8 “Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.”
Prayer: Lord Jesus forgive me for denying who you say I am. Help me to renew my mind and agree with what you’ve said concerning my true identity.