
Leaving the women's prayer meeting I felt frustrated. Prayers for sick relatives, for which house to buy, for children to be potty trained. I wanted to pray about those things. But I knew that each of those women had deeper hurts, deeper prayer requests. Fear, protection, insecurity, whatever held them back, they wouldn't share. Maybe makeup covers more than blemishes.
The next week, I knew from the way that meeting haunted me that I needed to speak. And I knew I would cry. I always cry. For my personality, real rarely comes without tears. And I knew my make up would run. When I walked in, I scanned the room for the nearest tissue box. And I shared, from my heart, some of the hard stuff. The things I could not leave at God's feet, thoughts that fought all week to take captive. And I cried.
And then, some one else shared, with tears, about her parent's divorce. And then someone else about her food issues. And suddenly we loved each other more deeply when prayed, even if the real prayers were for sick relatives.
If we are not real, why expect others to be?
Love this post. Indeed makeup does cover more blemishes. Veiled in silence we are held captive. We are fearful, we exist in the shadows of shame. And from a shameful place we live in silence. But when we are real before God and others we are healed.
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oh..how wonderful for your to risk being real...and how sweet it is to see it open doors for others to walk through...great job...
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This is so true, that what a group (or just another woman) often needs to open up and share courageously is just one friend who takes the first step by doing it herself. God bless you for being that one. And I wonder why we're always so afraid to cry in front of people. (I am too.) Jesus did that...
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ReplyDeleteSo true...if we can't be real how can we expect others to be?!
I also shed tears with being real!
Found you through Lisa-Jo(gypsy mama)and I am looking forward to getting to "know" you!
Blessings
Ladies, thank you so much for stopping by. I love the encouragement.
ReplyDeleteThank you. And I am glad to know I am not the only crier!