I felt as if an invisible good girl was following me around wherever I went, showing up without permission to shame and blame and scold…She embodied the good girl version of my current life stage and shamed me accordingly: good student, good leader, good wife, and good mom. She represented the girl I wanted to be but could never live up to…I often experienced guilt but didn’t know why. I felt the heavy weight of impossible expectations and had the insatiable desire to explain every mistake. My battle with shame was constant and hovering.
Behind the mask, you are just a woman who longs to believe that Jesus makes a difference, but you have difficulty collecting the evidence of it in your own life. The true gospel really is good news. For you. Right now.
Allow him to look beyond the girl-made hiding places you have so carefully constructed. I know it goes against all the words the world says are admirable: self-reliant, capable, strong, and resilient. But I am in desperate need of a source outside of myself all the time. And so are you.
He’s the truth that sets us free on the days when the sun is shining and things feel orderly and fine. And He’s the truth that sets us free on the days when we wonder if we’ll ever see the light again, when the life-altering fractures are too deep and too painful to even articulate.
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