... may it be an endeavor worth entertaining!
I recently read an excerpt from My Beautiful Idol by Pete Gall. His words struck the chords of the facade our culture would have us believe - that superficial is enough, not only when relating to others, but equally important... when relating to ourselves.
"I'm stuck there, hiding my inconsistencies in places that feel impenetrable to me, but I know they're plain to anyone who bothers to look. I live on the social meniscus that is the unspoken promise to politely ignore each other's foibles. I fear the breaking of that meniscus, and what would happen to me, and I hate living in that fear. That's the catch with camouflaged hiding places, I guess - they're more prison than protection, locking you away until the day they fail you."
In one way or another, many of us teeter on a 'meniscus' usually fabricated by our own doings. We formulate our paradigm, the idols follow, and then ensues our identity. What are we hoping? That perception becomes reality and unwanted realities dissipate with ignorance? People around us might be fooled, but your Creator will not. Thus, by losing our identity, we create our own chaos. We burden ourselves with constantly attempting to fit within an image. But reality (otherwise known as The Holy Spirit) would eventually point us back to the very essence of ourselves, that our identity was not lost at all; yet, stifled to the point of pain. Fitting into normality does not exist, because "normal" is respective to each person. Why must we insist on placing our efforts into a struggle toward an unobtainable perfection within these tidy "hiding places" as Gall calls it? Instead, how can we look to finding true identity in an accurate reflection... a mirror extending beyond physicality to the soul?
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