The inability to look at my failures in the past, my foibles, and the silly, arrogant things I said and wrote, is an inability to see, and face, the sin within me, and my own shame. The inability to stare it in the face, and not be afraid if others see it, is only because of my own fear… as if I could withhold from God all the sins I’ve committed. If only I did not live in a delusion that I could
actually hide.
It's not like one ever really can. To hide, all I did was I just hid from myself knowledge of all the silly things I've done, the things I can't stand; I turned my face away from seeing my own shame so I could believe it was not there. I just blinded myself to reality, refused to see my impact on the world, because it was all making me feel so ashamed.
So I put myself in an enchantment.
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