We’ve all been there—been a victim somehow. Lost a loved one. Suffered a betrayal. Faced cancer or some other horrible disease. Financial difficulties. You know . . . the hard times that none of us would wish on his worst enemy. At least most of us wouldn’t.
Whatever you faced, you were a victim. Even if it was all your fault, and you reaped the consequences of your wrong choices, you were still a victim of your own mistakes. It hurt.
But you got past the victim stage and became a survivor. Not everyone can do that, but you did. You survived. You made it through, and you learned a little wisdom along the way.
Now it’s time to move on. You don’t want to stay a survivor. You want to be known as a overcomer—one who fulfills their destiny. One who leaves a legacy that says more than “I survived.”
Become the strong person Christ calls as his bride. Be the spark that lifts people up every time they see you coming. Be the fear that makes demons tremble.
You’re far more capable than you could ever realize—because of the One who lives inside you.
Become what you were meant to be
It’s very simple, really.
They overcame by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony, and they loved not their lives unto death (Rev. 12:11).
1. The blood of the Lamb—the power comes from Jesus.
2. The word of your testimony—don’t be shy about sharing what God has done in you.
3. Don’t shrink from death. It’s really only the transition that gets you into eternity future where all the really good stuff happens.
And the bonus is . . .
- You’ll get to eat from the Tree of Life (Rev. 2:7).
- You’ll be given a white stone and your new name written all over it—a secret name that only you and Jesus will know (Rev. 2:17).
- God will tattoo on you his name, your name, the name of his city, and Jesus’ new name (Rev. 3:12). You will be his, and everyone will know it.
- You will get to sit with Jesus on his throne (Rev. 3:21).
Good stuff. True stuff. And you can do it. You can become what you were meant to be.
“Jesus likes it when we share.” -Adelaide, age 3: Pass this along to everybody and their brother. OK, maybe not everybody’s brother, but you know . . . all of your friends would be nice.