I recently sat with a women I’d known for years. Not a friend, per se, but an acquaintance. One I had shared friendly greetings with, warm hellos, but a woman I didn’t really know.
It’s amazing how much we don’t really know.
Health issues had plagued her body and brought real physical limitations. But even more than that, fear and insecurities had ravaged her heart. She was less than others, she knew it. And she was convinced everyone else knew it too.
At one time she wondered what everyone thought of her. She answered the question for herself. Truth was replaced with lies and darkness incubated the whole process. And it grew.
It became painful to see other people, knowing what they thought, knowing how inadequate she was. Those very thoughts festered and grew and claimed property in her heart and mind until they felt all-consuming until they weighed her down with a load she was never meant to carry.
And she broke.
In a single moment, it all came spilling out. Lies seeped from dark places and became exposed as she shared what she knew to be true. And as it lay there, in the open and in the light, we began to sort it out for what it was.
We’ve all been there at times, right? Harboring lies, believing half truths, taking on an identity that was never meant for us, one bite at a time. Fear and insecurities have a way of flourishing in darkness.
Light crushes that, friends. Join me as I think through that over at Club 31 Women today.
