Mask off

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Masks are a thing of wonder and beauty in some ways… Great deception can come from people who constantly live under a mask and I am not just referring towards bad things, but even towards deceiving those around them that they are “okay” when they aren’t.

I have been doing a lot of thinking and meditating on the idea of masks and how people hide behind them. What I love about this picture is that the mask can go two ways. It’s not always that people are hiding behind hideous masks, but sometimes hideous people are hiding behind pretty faces. Even more so, that sometimes the person who puts off being tough, scary & even intimidating can be the biggest teddy bear in the world.

Sometimes the nicest and sweetest people have the darkest intentions. Unfortunately, for most of us, we have had to learn that the hard way. Trusting in people only to find out their true colors after the fact. There have been a few occasions over the last few years that I can vividly remember being disappointed in myself when I “feel” for someone hiding behind a mask.

The point of this post is not to talk bad or good about masks, it’s about the plague in our society of people who never took the mask off. The plague in our world to where we never take the time to truly get to know the person behind the mask. You see, there is a certain level of vulnerability to comes from taking off the mask. An even BIGGER plague is those who claim to have their mask off, but in reality there “transparency” is all a part of their mask….

In the world we live in, it is so very important to take the extra time & effort to seek the person behind the mask. Work for it. This world is full of spoiled brats, especially in America. So many people are nice and sweet to those that they are getting benefits from, but the moment they are no longer being pleased by that person they throw tantrums. Whether that be online, through friends, through mutual friends, etc… Regardless of the method of the tantrum, it only ends up causing more damage. It only ends up putting on a different mask.

Eventually, the mask will come off. The ugly will be revealed. The beauty will be revealed. The longer we all keep these masks on, the more damaging it becomes. Eventually, our mask can even become our reality. We can forget who we are because we have spent so much of our life trying to put a different mask on for different people…

Take the mask off…. It’s not worth it. Be you. Be who God needs you to be.
Stop worrying about others and worry about yourself.

This world would be a much better place without all the fakeness that is around. This world is so worried about an appearance that people focus more on how others perceive them over how they perceive their self. Even worse, that the perception of others become their perception of themselves.

IT will be scary. I’ve been there before. Sometimes it seems like keeping our masks on is the only way for us to be safe. There has been times where I have been seen without my mask on and someone has taken it for granted. They use it as a weapon for gossip and slander. There are also people in my life that have shown me the beauty behind the mask. That it’s not necessary to walk around with a mask to please those around me. People will talk bad about you regardless of what you do. There will always be a critic.

How would this world be if we stopped trying to hide and show our true selves? If we took the masks off? If we stopped trying SO HARD to convince other people that we are something we aren’t and put that same effort into trying to be the person we are trying to fool others into thinking we are?

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