Separate Your Memories, Forgetting Bad Things, Remembering the Good on Jeff & Mindy's Site

So I had a usual, normal day of golf on Friday. Sort of.

My shots were normal for me. Some better than others.
Here's where my golf game has become more and more enjoyable for me- and it helps me in my spiritual/emotional side of life as well:

I separate the good from the bad.
The bad shots, I close up in a box, and I mentally drop kick that box far away.
And the great shots, the ones that I want to call my husband, Jeff, or my dad, just to share....those shots I put on a shelf. Not because "it's all about me"- but because something went right, and I want to remember that to encourage myself.

So mentally, spiritually, I find myself reliving conversations that went wrong. And it happens more often than I would prefer, but that's probably the perfectionist side of me.
I even catch myself making comments as if I was still in the conversation.
I am not gifted in timing, like my husband. It's always an hour, or even a day later that I find the "clever" thing to say. Yep. Too late then.

The more I drift into the past, the worse I feel about myself. And the adversary knows it.

So, when I catch myself doing that, I put those moments in a box, and I close it, and drop kick it- all in my mind, but it still feels good to kick it!

And then I make myself think of a moment where things went right. Where I have helped someone, made someone laugh, smile, whatever. And instead of the adversary being in charge of my mood, it's me. Well, the Holy Spirit inside of me, b/c the Holy Spirit is my coach. He (can I call it a "he?") is my director, he is my pilot. And when I am kicking the "bad" box and making it a point to find a "good" moment, that is the Holy Spirit working in me. I back away and let the Holy Spirit help me remember.

The adversary wants us to feel worthless, good for nothing, He will keep throwing attacks in an attempt to do so.
It's the spiritual battle, people. We are nothing, we are. We are worthless, we are scum.
BUT the HOPE, the PROMISE, -not a future promise, but the promise of RIGHT NOW- is that we are beautiful b/c He made us that way...and He gifted us with beautiful things to GLORIFY HIM. We are wonderfully made inside and out because of Him.

And that is enough right there to put Satan in a box and drop kick him and put our Lord Jesus Christ in a place where we are in constant praise.

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