The Battle of the Fur and the Battle of the Mind: How Similar!

Our dog is shedding. Now that is not unusual, as he sheds year-round. However, something is going crazy right now, and there is black fur literally everywhere. I no sooner vacuum the white carpet in the living room, when within minutes more tufts of black fur have blanketed the room once again. It’s exhausting.

I have brushed him, I have given him supplements, I have done all that I know to do, and yet the relentless fur seems to be winning the battle.

Trying to make sense of this never-ending fight, I couldn’t help but recall the number of times I have had to clean up the continual mess from my often-unfruitful thoughts.

The dog’s letting go of his unneeded coat reminds me of the many things swarming in my brain that I thought were gone but are not.

I need to shed my feelings of inadequacy and unworthiness. The truth is: I am made in the image of Almighty God. He has made me worthy, so any thinking to the contrary needs to be brushed away.

I need to clear away the lies that I am not good-enough, that others can do a better job, even though I know my calling. The truth is: I was chosen before the foundation of the world into a purpose and a destiny. Any other thought is rubbish.

Thoughts of being over-bearing and too much also are stuck in a repeat-cycle. More there for the cleansing of truth over lies.

Just as the dog is letting go of his coat—hair by miserable hair, I need to let go of the chaff from the enemy’s lies that get in the way of my identity in Christ.

I’m not sure how many more times I’ll have to lug out the sweeper to suck up the ridiculous fur-storm in my living room, and neither do I know how more many times I’ll have to renew my mind to only the truth of who I am, but I’m guessing the numbers will be similar.

Until Christ returns.

It’s exhausting to think about, so I’ve decided to not think about it. I’ll just do whatever it takes to restore the carpet and my thoughts to be in line with truth.

Each time I have to vacuum (which has been more than once daily), I will be reminded that the process of renewing my mind is not a one-and-done either. It is a day by day, moment by moment decision to choose life over death.  I can sweep away the lies as I put in their place truth. And while it likely only will last for a short time, I can be assured that the war is already won.