Doubt Dragon

What do you do when you doubt? Does everyone doubt? What causes it? I think fear and mistrust.

For me, doubt has to be from Satan. I feel it used on me like a scruffy rag raking over eternal scrapes and scabs. I do not like it. It hurts.

The protector in me says to refuse doubt and fear because there’s nothing you can do about disappointment and loss. Not to sound dreadful, but the truth of the matter is that life is going to eventually be filled with other disappointments and losses.

I’ve combated the doubt dragon pretty much all my life. I’ve willingly given up much out of fear of the loss. Mostly alone. It’s not really something you display on your cuff as a pretty ornament on solid white. So covering it up or pretending it away helps the safe feeling to return. Afterall, that seems to be the most logical thing to do since crawling off into a box would most likely get a person institutionalized. So, do what’s needed to choke down the obvious signs of the nearing changes that land in your guts like a box of rocks. If nothing else is there to help, hang it on pride which won’t allow slumping shoulders.

Don’t think that experience will get you the upper hand on the dragon of doubt. It won’t. Just about the time you think the point is yours something eery creeps in to throw you off the security mark, leaving a person to learn to never quite give up the sword.

But I think dwelling on the bad news here is not a good point to leave the reader with. That’s a waste of your time, and mine. That’s never good.

Here’s the good news: When those bumps and bruises of fear and doubt are reopened and the dragon draws his mighty sword remember David as he lay in caves and cravaces trembling at the evidences of the enemy drawing near.

Even being filled with sin and shame, In DAYS OF DOUBT AND FEAR David called upon our real and true God as he knew he was only a trusting fearless boy turned mighty warrior because PEACE had gone before him and prepared the battle ground;

Not for a war less fought; But for battles continuously engaged by dragons wrapped in scruffy rags!

No matter what comes your way, think about the possibility of laying down the sword and turning to the light of His face.

He loves you and me.


Psalm 44: 3 “It was not by their sword that they won the land, nor did their arm bring them victory; it was your right hand, your arm, and the light of your face, for you loved them.”