A
woman enters a room. She is clothed in a brilliant white dress with golden
seams. The room that surrounds her is filled with mirrors. The mirrors
represent the reflections of a person’s life. The air is damp and the wind blows.
It has taken the woman a long time to gain access to this room. In the center
of this room is the largest mirror. This one represents the person’s heart. It
is broken. The woman kneels to pick up a shattered piece, cutting her finger as
she does so. She does not recoil or cry out. For she knows the greater pain
remains in the shattered part. The broken pieces of a person’s life…….
It
breaks my heart to think that I can look into a person’s eyes and talk to them
every day and never see their “shattered part”. Too often we think we know a
person and what they have been through. Or we dance around on different, less
painful subjects that steer clear of the real aspects of life. Further, what if
we make it into the painful areas of a person’s life? Can we be trusted with
what we find there? The “shattered area” is the most heavily guarded for that
reason-Misinterpretation by other people. People go about with the reflection
of a smile, a happy attitude, a pleasant demeanor only to hide the real level
of their emotions.
I
would feel honored to uncover the shattered part of a person, to be their loyal
friend, worthy of their trust and the guardian of their pain. I understand that
there is always the risk of getting hurt while coming close to the pain of others.
Then, the real challenge would be for me to go deeper then the surface level
conversation of my own life to express what I have been through. Everyone has a
broken mirror, but the decision to allow someone to look at that mirror is a
challenge.
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I love the way you put this. You should make that first paragraph into an allegory story or something. :)
ReplyDeleteHey Hannah!
ReplyDeleteI was thinking that! I am not sure where I should take it from here though. It always seems to happen that way. I have a great idea, but don't know how to take the next step.
Thanks for commenting!!!
Hi Cameo,
ReplyDeleteThank you for what you shared!
It is hard isn't it, for me too, to open up heart sometimes, for fear of weighing others down, being misunderstood, or etc...
& yet, God knows even when we don't tell Him or show Him. "O Lord, You have searched me and known me..." ~Psalm 119
It is so good to have friends to share with & grow with, too.
Thanks!
~Jessica
Hi Jessica,
ReplyDeleteThank you for your thoughtful comment. We should always remember that there is a God who cares and looks into our hearts with his penetrating eyes to see our feelings and struggles. We are never alone.
It has always fascinated me how we never really know what goes on inside a person, but there is someone who does.....
Love ya and thanks again!
Cameo