I'm sitting having my coffee, listening to the dog attack her food-filled Kong, and the sound of a gentle rain from my sound machine...and all of these negative thoughts start to come into my head.
Now, where did those come from?
The Lord made us. We are not perfect, but He is. He gave us emotions and feelings which are awesome...but that also open us up to attack from satan. (I never capitalize that smarmy thing's name). satan delights in helping us with our humble negative talk. Humility is good...negative talk is bad.
By the end of my coffee, I had talked myself off that ledge and resolved to imagine shooting an arrow at satan everytime a negative thought about my life comes into play...easy to say..but I'm willing to give it a try. I'd rather be a reflection of Jesus than of the enemy. It's going to be quite a battle. Join me?