To look at a picture of two friends having fun and I wasn't there and NOT feel hurt or jealous is a new feeling. My first reaction was joy for my friends. But then, that prowling lion looking to attack tempted me and started to whisper lies. I know he is a liar, a deceiver, an enemy. Not just for me but for my friends. The enemy wants me to be angry and hurt and bitter. The enemy wants me to give into my feelings and hold resentment against my friend. My friends that always point me to the Advocate, the Redeemer, the Father. The friends that know my struggles and love me enough not to shield the truth of their friendship from me, just as I should not have to shield my other relationships from them. 

You lost this time, Deceiver. And you'll lose again.