The adversary – the destroyer – tells my mind bummer lies. “I am alone” he whispers and when thinking about it I feel sad in realizing that no one ultimately cares about me.

The lie continues with, “I may be married, have children and friends at church but they only care for a while.”

Then another whisper is profoundly in my mind:

• “You are not alone and never will be.”

Part of the 23rd Psalm runs through my mind and brings my heart peace:

“For thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.”

Two thoughts whisper to my mind and I listen to the one that makes me feel good.