And unless you allow it to sit with you instead of sweeping it under the rug, this kind of defeat defines you. Because the result fails to make sense, it messes with you.Ĭonsequently, this kind of defeat changes you. Rather, the kind of defeat that comes despite everything you did right. Nor necessarily the kind of defeat that comes from quitting. As a result, we often feel like we’re coming from a place of defeat. Just how much we don’t believe in ourselves. In Chapter 3 (“Walk the Line, Barefoot”) of Flooded, Nicki Koziarz observes that each of us finds a very specific time in our lives where we realize one thing. My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from saving me, from the words of my groaning? O my God, I cry by day, but you do not answer, and by night, but find no rest.”- Psalm 22:1-2 (ESV) And then? It’s often the point of no return.”- Nicki Koziarz And if doubt wins, unbelief is soon to follow. It knows that if it can hold us hostage, the next time our faith is stretched, doubt will appear. “Disbelief loves for us to become spiritual victims of our circumstances.
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