To some extent, everybody carries around this fear that if people ever really fully knew us, maybe we would be rejected and alone. Maybe down deep, we know that we are broken to the core.
The fear of becoming discovered drives us to ridiculous extremes. It’s honestly a lot of work to hide the fact what we are broken. And so we hide, we mask, we learn to become something that we are not in order to conceal the fact that we are broken.
Rarely, do we feel that gratifying sense of satisfaction. Like a child on a playground without a care in the world. Complete. Satisfied.
Sometimes there’s no hiding the rejection. So we insulate ourselves from the hurt; we become isolated and we reject others to prevent them from abandoning us.
Still, everybody feels broken and as a result, satisfaction alludes us.
We will never fully experience the grace of God UNTIL we are able to completely embrace the reality of who we really are…broken.