The Cussing Thoughts

The Cussing Thoughts
Lysa TerKeurst

“Let us hold unswervingly to the
hope we profess, for He who promised is faithful.” Hebrews 10:23

The sky was blue. The snow crisp white. The mountain slopes full of
choices to be made. Which run will we take?

We decided to tackle a “blue
run” first.

The ski officials label the slopes by color. The same
officials whose job it is to inform skiers exactly what they’re about to get
into. Yes, those of us crazy enough to strap glorified popsicle sticks to our
feet and careen down a mountain need to be informed.

Green for beginners.
Blue for intermediates. Black for advanced and those who think they’re advanced
until they get too far to turn back. Bummer.

We decided we would be
smart. We wouldn’t overestimate our skiing abilities by tackling the black runs.
But blue? Yes, please.

The perfect skiing


The moguls.

We’d been on several lovely
runs down the same slope when my husband Art suggested we try a different slope.
Huh? I am emotionally allergic to different. I like to discover something that’s
good and stick with it. Why mess with what’s working? With what feels

“It will be great,” he insisted and headed over to the new

Either I was going to follow him or be left behind. That’s when I
had my first not-so-nice thought. I call them cussing thoughts. It’s not that I
was actually saying cuss words. No, more like really negative thoughts that I
wouldn’t want to broadcast out loud.

So, a new slope it would

Things started out well. And then the slope got a little interesting.
Have you ever heard, “Everything was going fine until we hit a bump in the
road”? Yes, well, try a steep mountain full of nothing but bumps. Like the kind
that could catapult you off the side of the mountain. Or snap your legs in

As fear coursed through every fiber of my body, my mind filled with
all things negative and derogatory. Things that were not going to make that trip
down the slope an easy one.

What I really needed was to resist the
cussing thoughts so I could choose the corrected thoughts. Because dark thoughts
are like a black run down the mountain. Once you get on the black slope of
cussing thoughts they’ll take you down to places you don’t want to

But in that moment, I didn’t choose the corrected thoughts. I made
that run so much more difficult by letting the cussing thoughts come in and
bring me down.

How like life.

Every day we’re going to hit bumpy

Someone will do something that rubs you wrong. Cussing thoughts or
corrected thoughts?

You don’t get that opportunity you felt you deserved.
Cussing thoughts or corrected thoughts?

A cussing thought can become a
corrected thought by asking three questions:

* Is this thought in line
with truth?

* Is this thought in line with who I am?

* Is this
thought in line with who I want to be?

God has taught me how to think
using His truth but I have to make the choice to apply what I’ve

God has challenged me to live out Hebrews 10:23, “Let us hold
unswervingly to the hope we profess, for He who promised is

“Hold unswervingly. Hold. Unswervingly.” What does this

God has challenged me to grow in my knowledge of Him but I have to
choose whether or not to display this growth through my thoughts and

Think according to truth. Live according to truth. Then His hope
will be displayed in my life.

Just like mountain slopes have options for
which run to take… so do I with the thoughts I think. Cussing thoughts or
corrected thoughts. My choice.

Dear Lord, I am so grateful for Your
truth. Give me strength today as I hit some bumpy spots. Make my thoughts pure
and in alignment with Your Word. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

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