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Tuesday, January 26, 2010

A Portrait Of Me

In the past week, I have found myself being confronted with the real me over and over.  This wouldn't be an odd thing to have happen except for the fact that my confrontations with my own shortcomings have come thru the amazing blogs of other women. 


I know, right?!? 


It all started when I clicked on a Tweet~link and met Heather

Having not "known" her before this amazingly open and honest portrait was painted, I could only sit back and take it all in.  I sat at my computer and studied her post the way some people study a canvas in an art gallery.  You know the ones. They sit on a bench, eyes fixed on a framed rectangle, not moving for what seems an eternity.  I know it was her post...her story to tell...but all I saw looking back was my own face...my own voice...my own history screaming out. 

Her portrait lodged in my mind and heart, popping up all thru the weekend at odd times.  Making me remember...making me think.  But I passed it off as the past and I moved on.

Yeah, well "moving on" didn't get me too far. 

Yesterday, Kelly hung a portrait next to Heather's.

When I finished her post, I found familiar tears flowing from a long since closed-off pipe as the silence hung heavy in my mind.  Not the normal silence that comes when no one else is around, no.  Rather the silence that comes when you find yourself face to face with parts of your mind that you don't normally invite out of their holding rooms...the truths about yourself that you normally cover in make-up and a great smile.  Heavy...but in a tangible way that grabs you even when you don't have the strength to embrace it back.

I don't show you these posts in a way to lead into the dropping of a mystery egg.  I have no massive secrets to share with any of you.

My addiction, while ever the persistent irritant inside my own mind, is at bay...pulled away by the grace of a Love I don't deserve yet fully cling to.

My depression, while like the pesky neighbor always over to gossip on the front stoop, is not ruling my mind...kept at a distance by the patrol of His might that guards my weaknesses.

But I share these two hearts with you today because...they are real...and they aren't alone in their battles, even tho the people that fight along side of them are not physically present at their sides.

Addiction has a face...and most usually, it is not the pot-marked, filthily-clothed, stinky bum that lives in an alley.  A lot of the times she is a house-wife: both a mother and devoted wife...and even, more often than not, a Christian woman who at one time gave her life over to Love only to find that her will wasn't strong enough to ward off Hate's embrace.

Depression has a face...and while it is one that is smile-less and heavy...that isn't usually the one it will let you see.  It hides in a "I've got it all together because if I don't I will crumble into a million pieces that no one will ever be able to fix or handle" smile and in the "If I laugh they won't know and if they don't know they won't ask and if they don't ask I won't have to cry" laughter of our churches and our homes.

Addiction and Depression have a face...

...and this is one of them.

This is me.
And while it has taken me years to understand, the truth is:
I am not to be labeled an addict,
tho addiction has been mine in horrible ways.
I am not to be labeled depressed,
tho I have sunk lower than you ever would believe.
I am God's child -
His daughter by a blood adoption,
His creation by a loving hand.

My past isn't the most beautiful of paths...but today, I embrace it...as all of that has helped to make me all that I am.

Reach out and love someone today...because under the smile that you know, you might be loving a heart that you don't even realize is hurting.  And if you have a moment, reach out and show some love to the two women listed above because they are so very incredibly and beautifully brave! 

***Heather and Kelly...
I thank you both for your honesty as it helped me to get honest with myself, once again. 
You are both beautiful ladies...and I am praying daily for you both. ***

Looking up as always...


Sara said...

Oh Bina! Thanks so much for your honesty! God is SO good. I understand more than you can know......

Kelly Langner Sauer said...

Bina, thank you. The response to my post yesterday is bowling me over... The encouragement is incredible; it is the heart-voices I'm hearing that have surprised me. You are not the only one impacted by what I wrote. I am stunned at God's use of it. Absolutely stunned.

So again, thank you. Thank you for opening you to Him, to me, to us here.

Anonymous said...

I've been praying for you and God is so faithful. When are we having coffee??? :O)

alicia said...

You are beautiful. You are courageous. You are amazing.You are God's child. Thank you for sharing a peace of yourself when its so much easier to hide. I love you!

Heather of the EO said...

Thank you. Thank you and thank you.

You are such an inspiration. Your transparency is life-giving.

Thank you.

Faith Imagined said...

This is such a powerful and moving post! I love your honesty! It is certainly going to bless every single person who comes across it! Thank you for being strong and sharing this piece of your life with us!

-alisa hope

Elaine A. said...

This is my first post of yours I've ever read and it means so much. (oh, and I'm sorry I just got around to visiting, please forgive me... you have a great blog!). I met Heather at BlogHer and she is an amazing person. Thanks for supporting her in this way. You're pretty amazing too lady! : )

Claire said...

Bina God is here, right beside you, a part of you. Loving you always.

I care. I am praying.

Thank you for being vulnerable.

My prayers are yours.

Kelly said...

Thank you for being so vulnerable and open. I long to be that free. You truly are an inspiration.

Praying for you as always,



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