Behind the plastered smile lays the real FEARS, ANXIETIES,and STRUGGLES.
I ignore them, and instead of God interrupting my sinful heart, hypocracy invades my sinful heart.
And I fool myself into thinking that plastered smile is real.
I bury my HURT.
I bury my FRUSTRATION.
And I bury my SELFISHNESS.
And then, when I realize the awful path I have chosen, I cringe at my failure to rely on God. My body physically reacts – my muscles increasingly, and powerfully, tense up until a muscle tic overtakes my control.
Panic sets in. Then, I realize that I lost focus.
And I hate it.
But when I don’t pretend perfection, God heals the hurt, frustration, and selfishness.
But despite my imperfect faith, GOD IS perfect.
Even when I wallow in my imperfection, his LOVE covers me.
There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear……….
1 John 4:18
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