(Five Minute Friday-Set your timer. Write for 5 minutes. Boom.)
One of the things I have learned as I age is: not much is as it appears.
The beautiful, thin girl in the great outfit who makes you feel like a tub of lard?
She probably has an eating disorder.
The girl down the street with the house that is always spotless and a to-do list with every item marked off at the end of the day?
She is in bondage to her own perfectionism and need to control.
The girl who makes everyone laugh and seems to be the happiest person ever?
She goes home at night and is supremely lonely because she can only show the world one part of her personality. She is laughing on the outside, but crying on the inside.
The speaker at the conference who has written books and can hold the attention of an audience of thousands?
She was sexually molested as a child.
The point of all this is, we are all WOUNDED in the deep places.
Thankfully, we don’t all suffer from eating disorders or abuse, but we have all been loved imperfectly.
And we have the internal scars to prove it.
We all need the great HEALER.
You know, Jesus Christ.
He knows us inside and out.
Psalm 139 tells us he knows when we sit and when we rise. He knows when we leave and when we lie down. He knows what we are going to say before we say it. He is familiar with all our ways.
There is nothing we hide from him with our pretty clothes, make-up, and smiling personality.
Our view of the world is distorted, but HIS is clear.
He stands with his arms outstretched, waiting for us to get over ourselves and accept what he has already done for us on the cross.
I pray that I may see others with the eyes of Christ, not the eyes of jealousy and self-condemnation. May I see that they are another hurting soul and offer them what he has so freely given to me-mercy and grace.