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Move Over, Victoria--I Know the Real Secret - Surrendering the Lies That Bind You to the God Who Frees You
Move Over, Victoria--I Know the Real Secret - Surrendering the Lies That Bind You to the God Who Frees You
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Which Everyday Idols Are Holding You Captive?
FOOD. BUSYNESS. IMAGE. POSSESSIONS. ACHIEVEMENT. APPROVAL. CONTROL. PERFECTIONISM. ATTENTION. HAPPINESS. BEING RIGHT. "PERFECT" RELATIONSHIPS. INDEPENDENCE. REVENGE. SELF-PITY. LOVE. SELF-RIGHTEOUSNESS.
Like most women, you probably have a life filled with modern-day "idols" that attempt to steal your attention and affection from God. Innocent-seeming idols like chocolate, thighs of iron, and a home that rivals Martha Stewart's. Things you turn to first, before turning to God, when you long for comfort, affirmation, self-worth, or love.
You know that God is the answer to all your needs. But then you have a fight with your husband, and that cheesecake in the fridge starts calling your name. You stay home from a women's retreat because your wardrobe is (literally) from the last century. You desperately wish that your house or hair or kids were as nice as your friend's (or anybody else's).
FOOD. BUSYNESS. IMAGE. POSSESSIONS. ACHIEVEMENT. APPROVAL. CONTROL. PERFECTIONISM. ATTENTION. HAPPINESS. BEING RIGHT. "PERFECT" RELATIONSHIPS. INDEPENDENCE. REVENGE. SELF-PITY. LOVE. SELF-RIGHTEOUSNESS.
Like most women, you probably have a life filled with modern-day "idols" that attempt to steal your attention and affection from God. Innocent-seeming idols like chocolate, thighs of iron, and a home that rivals Martha Stewart's. Things you turn to first, before turning to God, when you long for comfort, affirmation, self-worth, or love.
You know that God is the answer to all your needs. But then you have a fight with your husband, and that cheesecake in the fridge starts calling your name. You stay home from a women's retreat because your wardrobe is (literally) from the last century. You desperately wish that your house or hair or kids were as nice as your friend's (or anybody else's).
