Have you ever experienced something that hit so close to home you found yourself saying, “That’s me.”
This happened last week when I read a post by Sandrah, at OneMunchingMama. Her masterful piece, A Part of the Picture describes how we often show others only the parts of our life we want them to see.
⏪ to Wednesday night.
I’m standing before my church choir conducting the anthem for Sunday worship. Our regular director, my musical mentor, just handed the rehearsal over to me.
But it’s been a long day. I’m emotionally drained and am just not feeling it. Despite being qualified for the task, my self-confidence is near zero.
“Don’t let them see it,” I say to myself. I rehearse the anthem and return to my comfortable seat in the tenor section.
We’re afraid to show the parts of our life that are still under construction.Sandrah, from OneMunchingMama
⏩ to Sunday.
Our music director is out of town and I’m leading. As choir members trickle in, one of the sopranos comes up to my wife and me. She takes us each by the hand and prays: “Heavenly Father, help David as he leads today.” That was thoughtful.😊
Later, one of the altos says, “You’re doing a great job. Don’t worry too much about what others think.”
⏸ Uh oh. They know!
The worship service goes according to plan. Afterwards, a friend from the bass section, a retired Lieutenant Colonel, says “You can lead, David, but you don’t always think you can.”
Kind reader, the people who know and love you best are well aware of your shortcomings. Yet they accept you anyway. Today, and every day, don’t be afraid to let the whole picture show. Those that truly matter don’t mind.
But wait, there’s more! God knows and loves you, too.
I have loved you with an everlasting love. I have drawn you with unfailing kindness.Jeremiah 31:3b (NIV)
Thank you for reading. 🙏❤️