In the immortal (sort-of) words of Billy Joel: Honesty is Such a Lonely Word -- Jason Brown

In the immortal (sort-of) words of Billy Joel: Honesty is Such a Lonely Word -- Jason Brown

What's the takeaway from the sermon on Sunday.  For me, it's simple.  Well, simple in the sense that it's easy to understand.  Not simple when it comes to actually putting it into practice.  Guess this is the case with most of the teaching of Jesus -- pretty easy to understand, but hard to do.  

So, what's the hard thing to do? Being HONEST with God and others, letting them completely in on our thought-life, our fears, our failures, our uncertainty, our sin, our need, our brokenness, our joy.  When you go about your day, do you have an ongoing conversation with the Spirit?  Do you invite the Spirit to rescue you from your silly desires, to give you strength to meet the challenges of the day, to give you the fruit of the Spirit in order to live well?  Do you confess your secret lusts, fears and hurts all day long?  

Similarly, do you have a close friend (or a few close friends) with whom you share everything -- every embarrassing, shameful, ridiculous, or egoistic thought and action?  Doing this is the only means we have of receiving the love of God and others.  If we don't share these things, then others are only loving our mask.  They aren't loving us. 

I do very few things well, but Pastor Bill and I meet every Friday morning to take a walk and pray.  During the walk, we tell each other everything we don't want to tell each other.  And after we do this, we pray in response to what we've shared.  Strangely, I look forward to this time AND wish it would go away.  We continue to meet week after week because we know we need to do this -- for our sake, for our family's sake, even for your sake.

Have you found someone to be honest (TrueFaced) with?  Have you begun to practice moment-by-moment prayer?  Take a minute to post a thought

4 comments (Add your own)

1. Ron wrote:
One way I've been affected by this sermon series: I've tried to make it a point that when I greet someone with the normal "how's it going" and get the normal "I'm fine" response, I try to stop and say "really"? That usually opens up a dialog to talk about how we're really doing. Honestly, some of the time I do care and I want know how someone is, but most of the time I don't because it's all about me. I'm trying to be intentional about slowing down and connecting better with people I know and people I don't.

Mon, February 16, 2009 @ 1:12 PM

2. Greg Wallace Dolmage wrote:
I thankfully have a few guys that I meet with weekly with whom I am open and honest. I'll admit, sometimes it is really tempting to hold back. I am the leader after all and I don't want to be the one with all the problems. The funny thing is that I tend to set the tone for the night. So, if I am holding back, most likely everyone else will, but if I am completely open, the meeting is incredibly uplifting. So I am truly thankful for these guys. I am thankful for the way they listen to my trash and still show up the next week. I am thankful for the times they have been truefaced while I am still holding back. Mostly, I am thankful to know that I am actually loved by other human beings. Pastor Ken was right. We need to know we are loved by God AND by others.

Tue, February 17, 2009 @ 9:37 AM

3. Almita wrote:
Sometimes I don't even know what is in me until some circumstance arises and I respond (internally or openly) that causes me to wonder, "where did that come from?" That is when honesty with God and myself is all important. Only then, can I repent and ask for His help to overcome that display of my sinful nature. I am so thankful that our Lord does show us our faults and failures when we are willing to allow His Spirit to bring about a change in us. I must admit that I rely upon Him more than upon myself or anyone else to point out my need for honesty about my character. I hope that this doesn't sound arrogant or 'holier than thou', but God really does a good job in pointing out my sins and helping me to trust Him in working out these unChristlike propensities of mine. And just in case I happen to overlook His prodding, there are always family members and close friends to remind me. I know that my Heavenly Father loves me because His reprimand and discipline are always on target. I believe only a parent can understand this kind of love. I am so grateful for God's love that allows me to love others with that kind of grace and mercy.

Thu, February 19, 2009 @ 2:43 PM

4. Kelly wrote:
I am simultaneously so nauseatingly dishonest and balancing-on-the-knife-edge of being perhaps too true-faced for comfort that it's silly.

Pastor Ken talked about how the men in his group were all saying that it's hard to open up. Their cultures won't allow it. Women can have the same problem. I always think my problems are small, I'm small, and no one really wants to go beyond the societal acknowledgement of "How are you? Fine. You?" We don't mean those as true questions most of the time. We don't *have* time. We're too busy with the minutiae crammed into our daily routines that anything more than that basic greeting that acknowledges that we share space on this planet is just too much.

And isn't that a shame? Isn't that awful? I'm so busy with things - important things, necessary thing, but still... things! - that I give only the barest minimum of time to actual people? And then I wonder why no one sees beyond my mask. Not only am I actively hiding behind it, I'm also actively only accepting other people's masks.

There's a lot to this true-faced thing.

We need to know that God loves us. Not just intellectually, but down to the bone. The way a small child loves. The fault lies not with God, but with us. I'm so stuck in my smallness, in the cramped space behind my mask, that it's hard to comprehend the sheer magnitude and magnificence of God's love. We also need to know other people love us. That one's just as hard, really. I have the hardest time believing people care sometimes.

Every day I pray to realize how much I am loved, by God and by others. And every day I pray to play it forward. If I have the courage to not take others' masks as their faces, and not allow them to keep that mask between us, I can also have the courage to drop my mask - not to God, because He already sees beyond it - but to myself.

The greatest, thickest mask is always between me and myself.

Wed, February 25, 2009 @ 12:14 PM

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