This Mom’s Mantra is One We All Need to Embrace: I Will Not Let Satan Get My Family

 

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“Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. Put on the full armor of God, so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes. For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms” (Ephesians 6:10–12).

I don’t give a lot of credit to Satan. He’s a defeated foe since God has already “disarmed the powers and authorities” and “made a public spectacle of them, triumphing over them by the cross” (Colossians 2:15). But let’s not be deceived. “God is love” (1 John 4:8), therefore Satan is thrilled when we act unlovingly.

“‘In your anger do not sin’: Do not let the sun go down while you are still angry, and do not give the devil a foothold” (Ephesians 4:26–27).

When our kids irritate us, do they become our enemies? When our husbands grind us down, are they suddenly the adversary? Of course not. We’re family. We’re on the same team.

However, when we let anger and frustration chip away at the glue that binds us, the Bible says we’re giving Satan a foothold. “Do not let the sun go down while you are still angry” in essence means, don’t invite the Grouch to take up permanent residence in your home and in your heart. We must not allow grudges to form or fester within our own families, because they create cracks where Satan can seep in.

One of the most effective tricks I’ve found for fighting the Grouch is this simple sentence—a mantra—that unfailingly whips my perspective back into shape.

I will not let Satan get my family.

When my children climb the furniture and break a photo frame.

I will not let Satan get my family.

When my daughter melts in a pool of adolescent drama and requires my emotional presence, not my impatience.

I will not let Satan get my family.

When my husband hurts me with thoughtless words or his own distracted priorities.

I will not let Satan get my family.

Try reciting that conviction in the heat of an argument and see if it doesn’t soften your heart. Nothing is worth sacrificing the people we love best to an enemy who knows nothing of love. Nothing.

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Blessings,
Becky


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Becky Kopitzke
Becky Kopitzke is the author of The SuperMom Myth: Conquering the Dirty Villains of Motherhood (Shiloh Run Press). On her devotional blog, www.beckykopitzke.com, she offers weekly encouragement