Oh you look good in your suit, groomed from head to toe. Marching upright and dusting off your sport coat each morning. Look at that amazing hankie in your pocket and wow what a smile and great personality you seem to have on this day. How charming your words are and you have a firm hand shake of confidence. Your bold in your approach and you back each word with historical findings from your strict training. No wrong gets by you without a scolding or word of wisdom. Your hearts desire is to see people walk in the same joy and peace they see in you. Oh but wait, they dont see your bondage. The mind that keeps you trapped in the same desolate dwelling, rising each morning to dress in your facade because someone like you could never have any blemishes. It is not possible that you could fall short or have any traces of gray in your life. No by all means you are solid in what you say, how you act and live. People want to be just like you. People want to wait daily on something new, they want to always long for a sense of freedom, they need to cry out for constant change and always search for perfection. Working so hard to be what everyone else says they should be because you know that is surely what life is about. Its about getting to the finish line in an un-tattered suit. So what will you do when you get to the finish line only to find out that the only thing you have been running from was you and the only thing you were running to was a distorted view of what is not a race but a journey that has pot holes, valleys, dirt, mud, and soot. What if when you get to the finished line all your buddies are there, tired, worn and aged but looking their best on the outside in their flawless suit. How about you keep running by yourself, Im going to walk with the tattered, the torn, the struggling, the children that live with confidence in there father worrying less about their inabilities to live up to standards provided by the racing committee. I like walking with the everyday people that wake up saying I am me, this is my clothing and I will let God sew for me, because the suit I wanted to wear he threw on the ground and gave me a t-shirt and jeans saying I will dress you the way I want you, and when you get home I have a robe waiting for you. #simplicity
Posted on: Fri, 05 Sep 2014 06:31:11 +0000
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