I have decided that out of all the groups of people there are in this world, those who call themselves "Christians" wear the most masks...we hide our antidepressant medications, we sneak our addictions in when no one is watching, we don't talk about that certain show we like watching on tv, or we pretend we like our spouse or children while at church so we can come home and ignore or yell at them....we cry on the way to church because our hearts are broken but once we get there, we wipe our tears and put on our smile....while our hearts are breaking inside of us....what bothers me about all this is the "why"....
Why do we as believers feel such a need to "hide" our true selves. I have thought and thought about this because it is really bothering me. We can never have true freedom until we start being honest. We can never have a relationship with each other that is "closer than a brother" unless we know what is really going on in our lives. I don't know if it is our fear of being judged, or our fear of being exposed as a "fraud"... or maybe it is because we know we are doing something wrong but aren't really interested in giving it up or don't know how to if we want to....or maybe it is simply that we feel pressure to always have a "happy" face on and feel if we don't somehow we are not "godly" or "faith filled.".....but whatever it is....it is wrong.
Should we have discretion? Of course! Will some people be rude or judge or talk about us behind our backs....most likely it will happen at some point. But those people will talk or judge no matter what we do or how we live....so why do we let them have any control over us on how we live our lives? I was so guilty of this in so many ways just a few months ago....and then everything fell apart. My husband decided to go into a rehab for his addictions and my daughters mental illness was getting worse. Things were just getting hard and God was telling me to just take off the mask and be real. I argued with Him quite a bit...I mean in all fairness...I didn't "intentionally" put on a mask. I was just being polite and not burdening everyone with my problems...right?
He would not relent. He just kept speaking to my heart about His freedom and He brought me to nearly every Scripture on TRUTH that is written....you know...the TRUTH WILL SET YOU FREE.....and all that:) And you know what? As terrified as I was of what people would do to our family and how they would treat us, I wasn't willing to ignore what He was telling me to do. So I wrote. And guess what....all those terrible things that were going to happen to us...didn't. Instead of judgement and rudeness, we were treated with love and compassion. We were treated like family. Because that is what we are.
That is what all of it boils down too. The family you live with every day are the ones who see you when depression as crept in and you can't get off the couch or out of the bed. Our families are the ones who see us when we nearly lose it with our children. Our families are the ones who see the hurt stream down our face as our hearts simply can't bear one more thing. Our families are the ones who know us...the real us...and as followers of Christ, we are family.
So what if we truly took off the mask...what if we admitted that we struggle with depression and just had to up our meds. What if we said that our marriages our struggling. What if we said that we felt like failures as parents. What if we said we were scared, hurt, or filled with regrets....what if we just opened our hearts up for our family of Christ to see? What would happen? Well....I did. And we were surrounded by our family with love, we were encouraged through letters and phone calls, our spirits were lifted because we knew people cared about us. And if you think about it....maybe that is one reason we keep the mask on. We just don't truly believe that people care about us and our "issues" in life. But they do.
The way that Christ wants His followers to walk is in a family unit. The New Testament is full of His wisdom teaching us how to walk as a family...and Jesus himself even showed us how to become family with other followers just like He became with His disciples. He gave us what we need to do it, but we still have to take that step and reach up and take off that mask...we have to be willing to be vulnerable and exposed. But it's ok....because deep down inside, everyone is struggling in some way. Every one of us, rich or poor, healthy or sick, great faith or small faith....we are all still learning. I just think it would be pretty amazing to learn together!
There is another thing I have learned from taking off the mask...it is very difficult to fight with it on. You have to constantly be worried about it falling off so you can't focus on defeating the enemy. Many times, you can't even see the enemy because the mask is blinding your sight. And that is what satan wants us to be....blind. God gave us all the armor we would need to fight in Ephesians 6...and He never once mentions a mask....a helmet yes. A helmet protects our minds...our thoughts....but a mask protects nothing, it only hides what we don't want anyone to see. Some of us have such beautiful mask! We have went to great difficulty in making it the most beautiful one you will ever see...and on the outside it looks like you have it all....but under the mask...there lies the pain and the hurt that you are desperate to hide. Some of us have mask that are scary looking on the outside. You have worked very hard for people to fear you or be intimidated by you so they will not see the hurt and sadness hiding underneath the mask....and some of us have different mask for each situation in our life, because to not wear one would be the single most terrifying thing you can imagine.
There is freedom in taking off that mask. We will still love you. We will still stand by you and support you. We will not abandon you....because the Holy Spirit is the One who is teaching us. And because we are right there with you...sometimes I pray that God will have us lower our mask just long enough to realize that we are in the same boat with so many others. We are not alone on an island, but surrounded by others who are afraid of lowering their mask. I know it's scary....I know you may have a panic attack at the mere thought....but be brave. Lower the mask. Look around and see....us....your family. And taste the freedom that God has longed for you to have all this time! Be brave....I promise it is worth it.
This is a real life blog about real life...I am a mommy to six amazing girls. My journey is not always an easy one...but here is the deal...God takes our ashes of our hurt and broken lives and He is creating something beautiful with them! I don't know what the masterpiece is going to look like...but I know it will be breath-taking!
Thursday, October 2, 2014
Wednesday, October 1, 2014
The power of words.
Writing has always been an outlet for me. Words have always held a secret fascination for me as well....the way words can evoke deep emotion out of us, whether it be extreme joy or deep sorrow. The way words can weave a story and draw us into the story that we can almost believe it's real....the way words can make us actually feel anothers pain or joy....The way words can make someone completely lose track of time...There is just something about words...They are powerful. They are intense. They are amazing! My pastor recently told me that there is much power in the written word and reminded me that God gave us His written Word. It is alive and it is extremely powerful!
I am seeing how God's Word is tied to my faith. Reading His Word does something to my spirit....it stirs it within me and I have wondered why. It may seem so simply to some but I am just now figuring out why. I am just now seeing how the Holy Spirit that lives in me longs for the Words of God. When I read the Words that God gave us, I feel a great kinship with the ones I am reading about. Whether it is about Ruth and Boaz, David and King Saul, or the disciples and their stories. I am just drawn in by how they lived their lives, how they doubted, trusted, walked in faith...and we get to read about it all! And I want to be like them.
I want to live each moment of my life for Jesus...no matter what I have to walk through. I want to get to the point where I can praise His name and trust His heart no matter how bleak it may appear in my eyes. I want to walk in complete surrender not just daily, but moment by moment...I want to walk with peace in my heart and strength in my eyes because they are fixed on Him.
As I walk this road with JT and Kari and just life....I want to walk it in faith. True faith. Not just the kind where I say I believe but have no action to back it....instead I want my life to be a representation of God's provision, His mercy and grace, His joy and peace, His sorrow, and His unconditional love. I want to walk each moment with no fear but to take each step with strength...not because of me...but because of the strength IN me through Christ.
He is showing me that so many times I do not walk in that faith. I say I believe, but then things get scary....bills come in with no money to pay for them, I have to have hard conversations with my husband, I have to face my fears with my daughter, I have to believe Him....and that is actually alot harder than it sounds!
See....if we were to truly believe Him for what He says then we would never fear the bill collectors, or the hard conversations with our loved ones or any of the other things we "stress" and "worry" about in life. We would be confident in the knowledge that our Father would never leave us destitute...no matter how bad it looks. He would never leave us alone to face things we fear. He has ALREADY provided the Holy Spirit IN US to walk in that complete and beautiful faith. Oh my friends....doesn't your heart just long for that?! I do.
I get so frustrated with myself sometimes because I still let that doubt creep in. I let fear stop me from leaping into my Father's arms...or from taking that first step out of the boat and onto the water. Here is something that God keeps reminding me of...We as children of the MOST HIGH KING have GREAT PURPOSE! We have been given His beautiful words to guide us but He did not just stop there...He gave us a way to personally touch Him through His son Jesus...But He doesn't just stop there....He sent HIS SPIRIT to LIVE IN US....to speak through us, to counsel us, and to be our strength on days when there is none. And that brings me back to faith. Do I believe Him?
I am learning too....when I start to wonder how the girls and I can possibly survive with no income....God provides. When I wonder how gas will get in the car today....God provides. When I feel so alone....God provides. When I fear at night....God provides. He just does. How can I possibly doubt, when I keep seeing His provisions for us?....I pray one day I will have no doubt in my heart when it comes to my Father. He is fighting ahead of us...His angels are not just sitting around in Heaven wishing they had something to do my friends. They are actively engaged in war on our behalf every single day!
It seems to me that as things get scarier in this world, my heart is getting calmer....He does that. He sends that calm into my heart. I am so grateful to this King I serve! How easily it would have been for the King of Kings, the Creator of the Universe to disregard one family that has failed Him over and over! How easily it would have been for Him to see all the sin and turn away....forever. But in His great gentleness....in His great passion for us, He fought for us. He keeps fighting for us....it just leaves me in tears because I know that I am only grasping such a tiny portion of His love! I simply cannot fathom it all!
So tonight, as I write out my heart once again, I pray you will hear it just as though I am speaking with you in the room. Thank you for praying for us. Thank you for following the Holy Spirit when He has urged you to give to our family. Thank you for being our friends even though all the ugliness of our lives is exposed. Thank you so much for walking this journey with us. I believe that great things are coming from this! I believe that God is taking what satan meant for destruction of our family, and God is turning those burnt ashes into beauty. And I even let myself dream again of what is on the other side of this road....a beautiful marriage, children who walk in freedom, a girl who once was so shy she would cry if you talked to her but is now walking with the courage of her lineage....as a royal daughter!
I pray this made sense tonight....my heart is just writing out what it feels tonight because there really is power in words!
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