Letting the Rough Edges Show

We like to be polished.  We like to have our homes all clean before company comes over.  We like to have our hair done, makeup on, and a cute trendy outfit to walk in, when we go out the door. 

We like to have our “image” in-tact. A smile ready on our face.

Polished.

Inwardly, for most, there are yearnings, longings, doubts, and hurts.

Inwardly, for most, we want someone to know those very things we are afraid to put out there. Those things that we feel might make us seem needy, odd, or desperate.

We want someone to reach out to us, FOR us, and be there WITH us.

But we don’t give others the chance, because of all the polish we lather over our lives.

I get it. I do. I want people to think I’m cute. I want people to like my home. And I want to be adored, just like the rest of you. I don’t want to be embarrassed or rejected. I don’t want to know that I fall short of someone’s expectations, or that I’m just not “love-worthy” enough for their lives.

But the thing is, I just can’t relax and be free in who I was meant to be, unless I let that polish wear off a bit. Or a lot. I can’t trust that someone will be there for me, unless I know they accept through the ugly, as well as the beautiful.

So, you have to unapologetically, let your life show for what it truly is.

Not everyone will open their arms to you.  Not everyone will love you without judgment. But the ones who step forward, who are willing to? Aren’t they worth the risk that you took to be vulnerable?

I kind of prefer a rustic look rather than a polished one, anyways. I see the beauty in the rough edges.  Not everyone does.

I mess up all the time. I forget things. I let people down. This is what living is. We are flawed.  So, why do we cover that up? Let’s own it. Repair it, when we can. And watch to see who God sends to help us be the best US, we can be.

THEY will be our polish, you know. For a true friend brings out the best  – and then, the shine is lasting.

I’d much rather have that kind of glow. The kind of glow that comes from being loved with an authentic love. Even if I have to wait for it.