One of the sweetest parts of marriage is that my husband loves me no matter what. Now I’m not just talking about he loves me even if I make crazy chore lists for him or he loves me even if I roll my eyes at him. There’s something bigger. He loves me without my mask.
I can’t believe the depth of that sometimes because I’m so broken, and the only reason I’m able to see it in my husband is that I first see it in God’s design too. He loves me despite what I’m hiding, despite my frailties and setbacks. He loves me without my mask.
We know that we are “God’s handiwork.” That’s every bit of us— even the parts that are bruised, even the parts we’d like to hide.
Sometimes people hurt us or let us down and we stop facing the world and start putting on a mask. It looks good to those around us. We’re this corrected projection of ourselves. We’re the perfect Christian girl in the pew on Sunday. We’re the son with the scholarship to college. We’re the athlete with the future ahead of us.
And at the same time, we’re terrified.
If there’s one crack in our mask, it’s over. They’ll know our struggles and shame. We are so afraid that someone will see the ache inside of us, and so we get used to hiding our faces, and we let “Christian” words like “grace” and “love” bounce off our masks because we think it’s not enough.
I’ve struggled with my mask. I don’t want God to see the doubts in my eyes and the curses on my lips, but he didn’t send his son to die for my mask. He sent his son to die for me.
He wants me.
He loves me.
Maybe you’re hiding blue bruises from a relationship turned wrong. Maybe you’re hiding bloodshot eyes from a lonely night. Maybe you’re hiding scars you can’t admit to.
The truth is your mask wasn’t meant to save you. It’s no superhero’s armor. Best of all, you won’t need it on your knees.
God loves you without the mask. See, grace is relentless. It will keep pushing into you and keep going after your heart. It doesn’t stop when you have a setback. It’s unconditional.
The simplest analogy I can think of is that a thief wears a mask because he’s hiding something. He doesn’t want to be known. Now, maybe you don’t want to show your face yet. Maybe you’re not ready to be known.
But be encouraged that God wants to know you. It’s not about taking off the mask so you can be punished for what you did wrong. It’s about taking off the mask so you can be made whole in Christ.
Despite whatever you’ve done or whatever is going on in your life, my prayer for you is you take off your mask. You take a deep breath. You get a little scared, and you pull off that mask, and let grace rush into you.