While keeping up appearances.
Pretending to hide pain.
Going along to save face.
I wonder how many people die from embarrassment every day.
Appearances can kill —
making pretense seem real,
drawing us inward and inward still,
until we're alone with our demons, shadows, and fears.
Maybe Jesus called Himself The Truth
because truth frees and it heals.
Let the Light in.
Let it all be revealed.
There's no condemnation here.
Let's meet at His feet down in the sand.
Let's be each other's stone catchers
when shame wants to win.
Let's stand in the gap with love and wisdom,
beckoning each other into an authentic kingdom.
There's so much life
beyond what's perceived.
I know we can touch the light;
Faith is more than what we see.
With love,
LeKechia Lyshell
