It’s a masquerade ball . . . we put protective layers over our hearts and begin to live our lives as though nothing is wrong, slowly becoming more and more calloused to our emotions, as well as others. We move about on the dance floor of life as though nothing is wrong . . . wearing our costumes and make-up but hiding the “real” us.
I’ve been there . . . as a pastor’s wife who said, “I will NEVER let anyone get that close to me again,” not realizing the power in my words becoming a vow I took to heart. This began a journey in which I didn’t let anyone get close to me. I smiled, I spoke, I loved . . . but only to a certain point. My guard was up and no one was getting in. On the inside I was drying up and dying . . . not living, just existing. Through a series of divine connections with people who saw through the mask and the realization that I needed to change, God began turning me inside out. He will go deep, if we allow Him to. It’s a journey . . . a process . . . a stretching – out of our comfort zone.
It takes Divine healing, boldness and strength to take off the mask, step out from behind the costume and expose ourselves once again to the elements of life. Come on . . . join me on this journey . . . TAKE OFF THE MASK!
Love it, Beautiful! Keep writing and sharing what is happening in your life. I love hearing what you have to say!
Who’s out – Who’s in – Who’s really deep within!
Inner Landscape
Inner landscape
A sweet embrace of beauty and utter escape.
A secret place few understand or know.
There, living waters still flow.
There, flowers still bloom and grow.
There, all is void the depths of the snow.
Where words become poetry and pro.
Seemingly, away of long ago
So beautiful, yet fearful for some to go.
For inability to know
Elimination of the arrows and bow.
Invoke the composition to flow.
Oh, so precious are the gifts within.
So many locked away as if a mental sin.
Never venturing beyond one’s house within.
Effects of a world all live in.
One of polished and buff
Tossing aside those diamonds in the rough!
A vast sea.
Consumed by the “me”!
Undiscerning wonders others can be.
A sorrow of our humanity.
J.Noble 2009