Life As A Silhouette

What if we no longer wanted to hide our life behind the secrecy of a silhouette?

What if we wanted our life to be a completely open book with nothing withheld?

What if when any of us awake in the morning we are unable to speak anything but the truth, no matter the consequences?

No lies.

No masks.

That leaves a lot to the imagination.

If that were to happen, I know the first nine words I would speak as an unfettered confession of truth.

Nine words I have never spoken before.

At least not out loud.

Nine words that would change my life the moment they were stated.

Do you not want to scream out silent truths in your own life?

Yet we don’t.

We bury who we are beneath the rubble of life.

We do not accept who we truly are because we have determined that others would not accept us if we did.

Here is what I want in my life.

To be transparent in every way.

To know that others can see my life for both the good and the evil which fights for their respective place.

To test the boundaries of forgiveness.

To explore the distance lands of what is acceptable.

To experience the extent of God’s love, in it’s purest form.

To shatter the windows that are covered by closed minds.

To not only kick in the door that leads to roomfuls of hate, but to tear the building down around the people who dwell there.

To see if anarchy among religious thinkers and ministerial leaders would lead us to the understanding of the actual truths that Christ espoused.

To understand the true value of hope.

And to know, like every person that has been born, that my life was not an accident, I was born for a specific purpose and that I have known the depth of love.

No matter the cost.