The hardest thing you may ever do is tell someone your real story. It may also be the most important thing you ever do.” -Sue Markovitch
I came across this quote a few years back. This morning when I saw it again it triggered some thoughts that were on my mind as I drifted off to sleep last night. I need to remember that vulnerability is not easy. Taking the mask off and letting people get close to our ugly is hard. I forget this sometimes. I forget how snug and safe that mask can start to feel. We grow accustomed to it and the mere thought of tossing it aside can make us a little woozy.
Yet, when we do finally remove it, we discover that woozy isn’t the feeling that endures. God has this incredible way of turning even the woozy into something wonderful. And once we get a taste of wonderful we pursue it and crave it. We never want to settle for the restricting walls of a mask ever again.
The beauty of mask free living.
Recently, I had a couple of opportunities to share the story about my recycling bin again. Some of you might remember this story. It’s incredible the lengths we will go to hide our mess. This story, was an early taste I had with mask free living. Here’s an excerpt.
I love being able to put my head down on my pillow at night, close my eyes, and rest in peace. And this isn’t because I’ve done things perfectly. This isn’t because I haven’t failed or made mistakes.
No, it’s the exact opposite. It’s admitting every day that I’m not perfect and in need of grace. I will fail. But, I refuse to live my life trying to hide my flaws. That’s not free.
Fear wants us to believe that hiding causes less pain and injury. But fear is a liar. Nothing will eat at you and destroy quicker than secrets and silence. Nothing.
“The hardest thing you may ever do is tell someone your real story. It may also be the most important thing you ever do.”
I can’t say it better than that.
Hiding hinders healing.
If we truly desire healing and freedom the mask must come off. Yank it off, face the woozy, and step into wonderful.