There have been many times that I’ve had family or friends drop by my house unexpectedly and they saw it in a not-so-neat-or-clean state. One friend text me to say they were going to stop by and I had about 10 minutes to throw stuff in draws and closets, but still, my house looked in total disarray. They got to see what stress, overworking, and complete exhaustion had done to me that week by just looking at my living room. Can I get an amen on this if you can relate?
As you drive by houses on your way to work, the grocery store, or a long trip, you just see the outside. Beautiful flowers, shrubs, nice paint colors, clean cut lawns and landscape. Most people would never think the inside was in total chaos.
I recently learned of the condition some of my students were living in and it broke my heart. Just driving by, I would have never known. But an opportunity gave me access to the inside. As I was sitting at home thinking about the experience, it suddenly dawned on me that we all do this with ourselves. On the outside we look like we have it all together. We put this mask on that looks like we are strong, confident, and secure. While on the inside, we are a huge crumbling mess.
Maybe you’re the lonely girl who goes through the day at work with a smile on your face and when you go home to an empty house, you wonder what’s wrong with you. You watch your friends with husbands and kids and you question yourself, wondering if you will ever get to experience that.
Maybe you’re the women who lost a child. You know that God has a plan and so you try to quiet the doubts, anger, and hurt. Christians aren’t supposed to question God, right?
Maybe you’re dealing with some type of addiction: money, lying, insecurity, or something else.
Something no one else knows about.
Why can’t we remove our mask and share who we really are with our friends and family? Somewhere along the way we’ve been taught that perfection is what we should be striving for.
Especially Christian women.
We have a “reputation” to hold up and we should never let others see that we don’t have it together.
One of my dear friends gave me some advice that I remind myself of often: “There is a time for anger, grief, doubt, and hurt. Express it how you need to. There are no rules of how each person needs to deal with it. Just don’t stay in that stage more than you need to.”
What freedom we gain when we start sharing our struggles and realize we aren’t alone. So my friends, let’s start taking off the masks and be who God created us to be.
“She was clothed in STRENGTH AND DIGNITY. She laughs at the fear of her future.” – Proverbs 31:25
Stained Glass Masquerade by Casting Crowns
Is there anyone that fails
Is there anyone that falls
Am I the only one in church today feelin’ so small
Cause when I take a look around
Everybody seems so strong
I know they’ll soon discover
That I don’t belong
So I tuck it all away, like everything’s okay
If I make them all believe it, maybe I’ll believe it too
So with a painted grin, I play the part again
So everyone will see me the way that I see them
Are we happy plastic people
Under shiny plastic steeples
With walls around our weakness
And smiles to hide our pain
But if the invitation’s open
To every heart that has been broken
Maybe then we close the curtain
On our stained glass masquerade
Is there anyone who’s been there
Are there any hands to raise
Am I the only one who’s traded
In the altar for a stage
The performance is convincing
And we know every line by heart
Only when no one is watching
Can we really fall apart
But would it set me free
If I dared to let you see
The truth behind the person
That you imagine me to be
Would your arms be open
Or would you walk away
Would the love of Jesus
Be enough to make you stay
Breeze Bettis resides in her hometown of Hayesville, NC where she teaches the second grade. Breeze is especially good at making people’s lives better. When she isn’t spending time with her family and friends, you can probably find her coaching the young girls who are part of the Junior Jackets Running Club or working on her soon-to-be blog! As a scared elementary school girl, Breeze took me under her wing as my first camp counselor at Truett Baptist Camp and kept me longing to come back year after year. Her love for God is contagious and she radiates compassion for everyone she meets.