I’m trying not to kill a lovely African violet my husband gifted me with for Valentine’s Day. I have the self-watering pot, the proper food, and the liquid that must be mixed with a specific amount of water and administered monthly. And thus far, the violets are alive.
There are a few blooms looking droopy after yesterday’s addition of new water. And there were a few leaves that didn’t survive the repotting. Then there’s the need for more light, something that’s lacking in the spot where they’re currently placed. But overall, the leaves are green and the blooms are vivid purple. And the ones that aren’t are turned to the back to preserve the image of a perfectly thriving African violet.
I do that. I turn things around so they look good. Not necessarily a bad thing. In fact, turning a nasty situation into one with some hope is a talent we all should develop. It saves on the blood pressure medicine and generally keeps more wrinkles from forming. Okay, so I made that up, but seeing hope where none appears to be present is a skill that unfortunately develops through practice.
Not the kind of homework anyone wants.
So we hide. Behind excuses that nothing is wrong or behind a fake smile that shows all our pretty and none of the ugly festering underneath. Shedding light on shadows is the only way to make the darkness flee. There’s a great line in Miranda Lambert’s new song “Mama’s Broken Heart” that says “Run and hide your crazy and start acting like a lady ’cause I raised you better. Gotta keep it together even when you fall apart.”
Or do we? What’s going on in your life that needs a little more light on it? What are you hiding behind?
“Can anyone hide in secret places so that I cannot see him?” declares the LORD. “Do not I fill heaven and earth?” declares the LORD. -Jeremiah 23:24