Sometimes Ed likes to rain on my parade. On the days I least expect it, his voice escalates from a distant whisper to a deafening scream. Suddenly I am transported back to the days in which his voice was more of a comforting assurance than a toxic enemy.
Ed can’t stand rejection. He can’t stand to see us happy without him, so he must do everything in his power to dampen our dreams and suppress our spirits. When we align our thoughts with a recovery perspective, Ed’s convincing insults suddenly become incredibly powerless. We can choose to succumb to his taunting jeers and fleeting promises, or we can choose to rest assured in the complete and perfect strength of our Savior. “And He said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness.'” 2 Corinthians 12:9