veils and masks


A change in bridal attire – the veil.  Seems like most brides, including our own, no longer use a veil as a covering.  There is something about the bride walking down to her groom with the presence of covering, a covering that when lifted reveals the beauty underneath.

Whether we realize it or not, we wear veils every day.  Actually these veils are masks that we use to hide our true identity.  We put on these false facades because we’re afraid of rejection, we’re afraid of being thought of as “less than” what others think we are.  These veils we put on our hearts, the masks we put on our faces separate us from the Joy, the glory God desires for us.

What makes us put on these masks?  When we wake up each day, look in the mirror, what veils separate us?

pride, distrust, unbelief, fear of rejection, not measuring up – being “less than”?

shame from living in the flesh?

unforgiveness of yourself?

unforgiveness of others?

lack of compassion, understanding?

I am learning to let go of the masks I hide behind, to lift the veil and let the Holy Spirit write on my heartI am being transformed.

Nevertheless when one turns to the Lord, the veil is taken away.  Now the Lord is the Spirit; and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty.  But we all, with unveiled face, beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as by the Spirit of the Lord.
2 Corinthians 3: 16-18

What masks do you need to let go of?


About beegee10

I am a follower of Jesus on the journey of discovering His real, lasting joy through God's grace and thanksgiving. Several years ago, I married my best friend, whom I met in kindergarten many years ago. Life choices took each of us on separate paths, but Divine Appointment brought our paths back together. It's exciting to share this journey with my sweet man - a man who loves God more than he loves me! What a gift!! As a young woman I prayed for God to send a godly man like my daddy to pursue me. I just wasn't listening and abiding when I should have been. Good news in HIS time and in HIS grace, HE did! Not only does my sweet man love me, but he loves my three grown kids as if they were his own. He shares their joys and he hurts when they hurt. I love to hear him pray for each of them daily as we begin and end our days. View all posts by beegee10

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