(I had too much fun
writing ME, the last post, that I had to write a sequel to it.)
Once upon a time, not quite so long ago, I had another
conversation with my true self—the girl who at times don’t know her mind, but
can be sure of certain things. She is certain that she wants to grow up, but is
still not sure what growing up is. So we played Grown Up.
Plucked eyebrows. Ouch! Shaved legs, shaved armpits. Tiptoed
on stilettos. Click, click goes the stilts on pavement. Wobble, wobble, turned
an ankle. Ouch! Gaudy make-up on. Nails polished, pink and blue. Perfume too
strong. Achoo! Pouted here, pouted there. Mirror pouted back. Flicked hair.
Ridiculous LV hanged on an arm. Filled with candy wraps, loose coins and a
fish. Wore a shiny black suit. Looking regal, looking cute. Like a little
penguin. Made me sweat, made me itch. “Being grown up is no play,” my true self
said.
She flung off the suit, the heels, the LV. She wiped the
make-up off with an arm. I sneezed. The perfume stayed on.
She looked at myself. A new me--- the true me. No baubles,
no masks, no elaborate coverings. Beautiful! Just the way God made me. Made
mistakes, fell on face, dirty hands, soiled. Struggled. Cried for help. Raised up by a strong
hand. Never let it go. Surrendered. God is in control. He is peace. He is love. He is
strength. He is life. He is ALL. Stand up and learn. “Growing up takes
courage,” my true self said.
Learn from Jesus. Learn of Him. Grow up in His knowledge and
grace (2 Peter 3:18). Life so abundant. Life so free. I
can move. I can sing. I can laugh. I can be. I dare to be. Anything that He
made me. My true self said, “Growing up is fun!”
We look at each other and smiled, and made another promise---
to follow my heart as it stays focused on Jesus, whatever others say, come what may.
"By prayer,
by the study of His word, by faith in His abiding presence, the weakest of
human beings may live in contact with the living Christ, and He will hold them
by a hand that will never let go" (Ministry of Healing , p. 182).
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