I can’t help but notice the things happening around us in the world today.
From the houseless individual who comes to the same spot across the freeway bridge. Never begging for money but placing his hat out in front of him possibly asking for change.
I always see him around the same evening time and somedays he looks a bit more dishoveled than others.
I wonder to myself, is he okay? What’s his story? Does he have a mental challenge? What does he do the other part of the day that he isn’t sitting at that corner? Does he need a friend? Does he receive love in some sort of way? If I sat next to him and just gave him a hug would it offend him, confuse him, or anger him?
To then running into the guy who is mentally impaired walking up and down the aisle of Barnes and Noble.
I smile at him & can’t help but wonder…. are people respecting him? Making him feel welcomed? Loved? Seen? Safe?
As I leave the shopping mall from picking up a pair of much needed new shoes, I notice everyone else.
I get to my own car and as I drive out I feel this unbearable swell in my heart & throat.
Tears soon start to stream down my face. I can’t help but think
We are not all created equal. We do not all have the same circumstances and we all do not face the same challenges.
and some of these challenges will never be mine, vice versa.
Yes, to the one who is positive and optimistic, yes you’re right. Everyone can overcome anything yet not everyone has the optimistic view or positive outlook to get to the point of overcoming.
Who will fend for those who can not fend for themselves? I get overwhelmed by recognizing how much love the world can use.
I have this deep desire to nurture, protect, and guard the ones lost in the world yet I can’t.
The instability of safe is harming everything around us.
Until we all stop pretending, wearing all these masks, no one can be or feel safe because when truth is withheld, reality gets distorted.
As we continue to withhold the truth ourselves, we contribute to the distortion of reality keeping us further from truth.
Truth is God & Truth is Love
Yes, the truth can hurt but that truth is the same truth that sets us all free.
I pray that we get to come in courage. That we get to lay our masks down. That we acknowledge that we are not perfect, we have flaws, we make mistakes and we do things that are not pretty.
I pray we get to forgive ourselves first so that we may forgive others. That we give ourselves grace so that we may give a little more grace to others. I pray that we hold our hearts in compassion so that we may have compassion for others.
There is ugly in this world but I pray that we get to look past the ugly seeking the pretty that is hidden in the layers deep down inside everyone.
No, we are not created equal in a sense of how this world runs. This world runs on its own agendas and those agendas are rooted from lies, dishonesty, lack of transparency.
Lies create separation, distortion and inequality & the only way out of the distortion is by coming back home.
Truth is your home, it’s where you lay. Truth is beyond and it is beautiful in its own unique way because everything was created in the truth of God.
The only way to experience the fullness of God is to experience the fullness of you.
Experiencing the wholeness of who you are does not come from what society, friends, or family tell you of who you need to be. It does not come from how a job, audition or ex can make you feel.
The fullness and wholeness of who you are comes from whats inside of you and that is rooted in truth
Breakthrough the mold.
I write this not because I stand above anyone but because I myself needed this love letter, this reminder and encouragement to continue shedding the layers of lies so that truth may be my only shield of armor needed.
This shield bears no weight.

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