I've been wearing this face mask since long before this pandemic. Not only covering my mouth and nose, but my whole face.
I've been wearing this face mask for years now. Covering my true identity from my family. Covering the person who God called me to be. Scared of other reactions, thoughts, emotions, and feelings.
I felt like I lived a double life, putting on my mask as soon as I got home. Not letting anyone see my true face. Not living outside like I want to live inside.
Even though the face mask might look invisible.
After sharing my faith, I thought things would be different, but they aren’t.
But we're back to the same routine. Lies after lies to my parents. All because I'm scared, nervous, anxious, and overwhelmed.
These feelings sometimes lead into a dark valley, which only God can get me out of.
I know what I need to do, but for some reason I can't do those things.
The face mask is nothing compared to God’s transformation. Anyone can see the transformation God has made in my life. It’s whether we choose to see the good in people.
God is beginning to unravel the face mask, and God has been giving me His courage to face the fears.