Oh, The Masks We Wear

When I think of all the time I spent trying to be someone I really wasn’t, with my mask of “We will never discuss my past. It was in the past, and I am ignoring all the pain deep in my soul. If I ignore it, surely, it will go away.” I was wearing the “I am fine.” mask in order to get on with my life. However, I brought my pain, past and hiddenness right into my relationship with Jesus. Well, and with everyone. I was trying to hide my true story from fellow travelers as well as Jesus. I was ashamed of parts of my past. Parts were too hard to discuss.

I am so thankful for the women and men who took the time to help me look at both my exterior mask, and my interior life I tried to keep hidden from God and everyone. They brought truth, love, forgiveness and comfort for the shameful, hurtful parts of my story. Revealing the hidden parts of my life, and praying about them, brought relief and healing.

Now, I am turning to those fellow travelers and suggesting they look at their masks, too. And just maybe release some trauma through the making of the art masks and praying about their stories.

Trust in him at all times, all people;
pour out your hearts to him,
for God is our refuge. – Psalm 62:8