has broken their mom's heart. She is ALL in to family theme dressing--I believe her idea this year included chimney sweeps and Mary Poppins. The boys--including the three year old are having none of that! Sadly everyone is going their own way this Halloween. They have reached the age of individual expression--or better known as not cooperating with mom.
Mulling over Halloween and masks, I began to imagine what it would be if our masks and costumes matched who we really are.
We all know a Pinocchio. Those individuals who tell lies to cover up their lies. Telling so many lies they begin to believe their own fabrications.
I heard a story this past weekend of a Jekyll and Hyde. Someone who presents one face to those they want to impress and turns into a screaming monster when unhappy with someone not in their sphere of influence.
And of course, there are the Mary Poppins--disgustingly perfect in every way!
Don 't we all know a Scrooge? Those who can squeeze blood out of a turnip.
Lest we forget, there are the Super Heroes in our lives. My super heroes are those who fight for our country and the ones who keep the peace here.
Here in Texas, I live in the land of the cowboys--though they do not seem to come to town EVER!
Then I began to ponder the characters I portray--some days I seem to be that silly whirling dervish-the Tasmanian Devil
But occasionally I might give a sloth competition in the art of lazy
I have my good days
And those days when I am not so nice
Some accuse me of wearing this disguise
One thing is for certain--most of the time I would qualify for this crew
The only thing consistent about the character I play and the mask I wear is its inconsistency.
And still--no matter who I am--how I act or what mask I am wearing---
God loves me----
In spite of me.
What a gift!
"But because of his great love for us, God, who is rich in mercy, made us alive with Christ even when we were dead in transgressions -- it is by grace you have been saved."