In order to put on a happy face, some individuals feel compelled to hide their misery from co-workers, family and neighbors. Like a Halloween masquerade party, many profess to be fine all the while anguish, grief and pain collect. Although the motto “fake it until you make it” sounds logical, there is no reason to pretend.
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From a mere vocational point of view, the last 5 years of my life have been like a hurricane, causing flood waters to break through levy’s. As the storm surge continues to rise, my heart, soul and mind cling to promises of the Bible, hoping the trials subside soon. When success reigned supreme, life was a piece of cake. However, as turmoil entered my life through the winds of change, I’m not the same person.
Sure, I try to stay upbeat, but I am a mirage of my younger years, a piece of drift wood transformed by time, wind and water. Water logged, especially around the waist, I long for dry land, a beach to call home. Footprints along the shore are obvious signs that God has been carrying me. When the waves calm, I will arise, perhaps wiser than before. Like a work in progress, a strand of clay in the molding process, there is no reason to pretend it isn’t well with my soul. Yet, I press on to take hold of that which Christ Jesus took hold of me, Philippians 3:12-14.
Don’t be afraid to be transparent; real so that a hurting world can see the only thing holding believers together, Romans 5:5.
by Jay Mankus