Face masks have taken on a whole new meaning recently.
A few months ago, I remember searching at the store for a “good one”. One that offered anti-aging and that would take away my “designer bags” as I loving referred to the exhaustion on my face. Charcoal, mud, rose gold… those were some of my favorites. I loved applying them. They allowed me to relax for a bit.
Instead of going to the store to buy a mask and wearing it at home, the masks that we are seeking out now allow us to go into public for our essentials. They come in all patterns and sizes, especially now that friends and family are making them at home. This time, they don’t make us “look” good. They help keep our family safe.
There is nothing we can put on our faces that can allow us to hide for out Heavenly Father. Which ever mask we are wearing, God sees our hearts. I am reminded of the verse we are studying in our small group right now. Psalm 139:23-24, “Search me, God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.”
Whether it’s reaching out to loved ones through the phone or video, to pray with them and let them know we are thinking of them or silently dropping food off to a neighbor who has an immune compromised system, this is the time for us to step up as the “church”. We are to be His hands and feet. Let us not be afraid to do the “work” and show others the Love of Christ.
Search my heart, oh Lord and mold it to be more like you so that I may show others who You are and not what religion says. AMEN.