Devil's Confusion

Confusion

1. a state of mental uncertainty
2. distraction
3. a state in which everything is out of order
4. the emotional state of being made self-conscioulsy uncomfortable

Confuse

1. to throw into a state of mental uncertainty
2. disorient
3. muddy
4. deceive
5. misguide
6. mislead
7. to make something unclear to the understanding
8. to throw into a state of self-conscious distress
9. to undo the proper order of arrangement of

Confused

1. lacking in order, neatness, and often cleanliness

Self-Conscious

1. From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
   
   Self-consciousness is an acute sense of self-awareness. It is a preoccupation with oneself, rather than the philosophical state of self-awareness, which is the awareness that one exists as an individual being.

We are intensely aware of ourselves aren't we? Too aware most of the time if you ask me. We can't go five seconds without thinking of ourselves and our well-being before others'. Well, I can't. Me, me, me. The sound of myself is defening. I can't hear anyone else. The Devil does well to distract us from God. We would do well to be less self-conscious and more God-conscious, people-conscious.

Ever wonder why we wonder and worry about what people think of us? How we are constantly trying to fit in and defend ourselves to this world, be redeemed by this world. It is because we care how the world sees us because we see ourselves through the world's eyes. Devil's confusion. Imagine if we only saw ourselves through God's eyes. If we did we wouldn't care if we had a nice house, a cool car, fashionable clothes, the latest ipod. All we would care about was having God.

I hate being so self aware. It is distressing, distracting, misleading, deceiving, disorienting, confusing. In this state there is no composure to do the right thing, to make the right decisions with or for my life, or the lives of others, or for God. I am lost. I feel lonely. I feel like I don't fit in. And I feel like if I don't fit in--it feels like I can't breathe. There is no calm. There is no still. There feels like no God.

Trying to fit in is an endless battle you will never win. It is an infinitely fatal game to play. We would do well to stop playing. We would do well to be still and know that He is God, and we need nothing else. We need to be aware and conscious of nothing else. That is the only prescription for the Devil's confusion. The only way for peace and order. God is the only solution. Have Him and all is calm. Know Him and all is good. All makes sense again, and sense has a more pleasing harmony.