Be Real
When I was young, it was discouraging to me how difficult it was to get close to people. Everyone would put on their best face and was always “fine” when asked how they were doing. This was not my reality but I followed suit. It seemed like no one wanted to really know what was going on in others’ lives anyway, unless it gave them something to gossip about.
The last few years, I have been encouraged by the people God has brought into my life who will be real with me. Now, being real does not mean being down and complaining all the time. If you can never testify to God’s goodness in some area, you are being no more real than those who try to convince you that everything is “fine.” Being real does, however, mean admitting when you are struggling, being willing to lend a listening ear or a helping hand to those who are down, not pretending to be someone that you are not. In the past, I have seen myself as a strong woman but sometimes I’m just not.
I struggle with not wanting to bring people down and yet not wanting others to think I am someone I am not. I am a Sister who loves the Lord and wants to serve Him and encourage others but there are days when my focus turns to myself and I have to fight to not be discouraged or self-centered. I want my emphasis to be more on God’s goodness but I don’t ever want to be too proud that I can’t ask others for prayer or encouragement. I believe God will help me with this as I keep seeking Him.
I encourage you, my readers, to find people you can be real with and who will be real in return. It’s a lonely existence when there is no one who will help to bear your burdens.
I have only one friend in my life with whom I could be real, and he has been dead for thirty years.
I could not talk with my parents, because they thought I was stubborn and hard-headed because I would question them, not in rebellion although when I had my mind made up, there was no changing it.
I don’t believe in horoscopes and I stay away from them. But one of their traits is that they can see both sides of an issue. They represent justice. Remember the sign of Libra the scales of justice.
When I was coming up very young in life, I wanted to be a lawyer, but that was considered a no/no in a very conservative Christian family.
It is harder for men to talk and create a confidence because they are so busy caring for their families and work.
In this day and time, people think that you want something from them, I guess materially if you try to be friendly.
I had better stop, because I might say somethings, that don’t need to be on a public blog.
But Please Pray for me that God will send someone into my life that I can be real with.
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