There are no make-up artists, hair stylists, or fashion consultants taking up residence in my home. Thanks to a newly-red faux hawk and a budget that loves a Target clearance deal, I don’t spend hours getting ready in the morning or spend thousands of dollars on designer outfits. There are no paparazzi waiting to take photos of me when I leave my house. My family isn’t preparing to star on a reality show about yard design or appear on the cover of a magazine.
But would you know that if you only knew me online?
When I play paparazzi to my own life, editing and filtering the bits and pieces I allow you to see, are you really getting to know the real me? Would you know that I struggle, have bad days and doubts, that my family fights and spends more time apologizing than posing for photos? If you were to meet me in real life, would you be surprised at the differences in what you thought you knew about me, or the similarities?
I’ve recently become passionate about the idea of authentic living. I wonder – in real life and online – can we be women who live unfiltered lives? Not a call to use words carelessly, over-share, or end all creativity, but to say “Here I am. Just as God made me.” Can we share the good, the bad, the ugly and the beautiful and bring God glory through our authenticity? Can we be women who embrace imperfection?
Can we say…
- I struggle with anger – but trust God to give me peace
- I’m insecure – but believe God’s plan for my life is good
- I’m not a strong speaker – but know that God will give me the message
- I worry – but have faith that God’s way is best
- I struggle with envy – but trust God knows why it’s not yet my turn
- I’m not perfect – but God will fill in where I am weak
Behind the screen, inside the carefully chosen photos, status updates, brief meetings at the grocery store and blog posts, those are all true statements about me. I barely make it through the day without asking God to come fill in one of those weaknesses, sometimes repeatedly.
And while it feels safer to pick and choose the pieces of our lives we share, there is freedom and fellowship when we remove the filter of “fine.”
I want you to share that you don’t have it all together, because then I can pray for you. I want you to share your victories – the big and the seemingly insignificant – so I can cheer for you. I want to see the photos of the beautiful party and the mess left when everyone leaves, so I can relate to a heart that cares more about people than perfectly swept floors.
I believe we can be women who choose to share authentic lives that are filtered by nothing more than the grace of God.