What if we could take off the mask and let the world see us for who we really are?
None of us is truly transparent. We present our best foot forward and then go on the defensive when called on our less than accurate self- projection.
I heard the story told of an older pastor who had given a talk at a PCA (Presbyterian Church of America) conference. A young serious pastor approached him after his delivery and said that he had been much ‘grieved’ by both his attitude and his talk. The mature man nonchalantly acknowledged his comment but didn’t say anything else. The earnest young man continued with something like: ‘You shouldn’t be teaching those things in that way!’ Again….the bait wasn’t swallowed.
Finally the exasperated mininster sputtered, “Well, don’t you want to know what I think of you!?”
“Not really,” came the response, ” but if you really feel you have to tell me, I’ll listen…for about 15 seconds!”
At that invitation, our young man spit out, ” You’re ARROGANT, SMUG and WRONG!”
The calm older man looked at him in the eye and said one word – “Bingo!” Then he continued, “You’re right, but you should have seen me 5 years ago! I’m a lot better now, thanks be to God!”
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Can you imagine how free you would feel not to have to pretend, project or protect? No reputation to be maintained….no persona to nourish…no posturing to keep up? Just safe and secure knowing that you’re chosen by God, loved by God and being sanctified by God. And since God knows everything and it’s HIS opinion that counts, you wouldn’t have to care what others would think.
I can SEE that and TASTE that…but I am not there yet. But, boy, do I sure want to swim in THAT ocean of freedom and grace.
Dear Lord, translate this vision into something I can grasp and live in!
Feb 23, 2014 @ 22:17:41
I had an appointment with Declan’s counselor and was able to take off one mask…it was freeing, indeed. It’s not easy with these kids, but God will light our path.
Trish – Welcome home!?!
Feb 23, 2014 @ 23:22:15
Thank you dear friend, for the greeting and the example of sharing who you are, warts and all, as my mom used to say.