Thursday, December 1, 2011

Sometimes what I know is not the truth...

REAL..this word is running through my mind this morning like a broken record.....over and over.....real......

what is real??
 I don't really have time to develop this today but I thought I would throw this out there to get you to think...what in your life is REAL????  and what is done to put on a show for others so that they will believe something is real about you that is really not real at all......it is just a front????  a mask..something paraded out in front of others that disappears as soon as nobody is watching....

Maybe the rest of this post compliments the first part, maybe not.....it is something I found while thinking aout writing this morning.......

I know this..the BEST way to identify a counterfeit is to know the REAL....then it becomes obvious that the first was not real....
just some words to ponder and to encourage you to be REAL...your genuine self...and sometimes we do not even know ourselves in this way...spend some time getting to know who you are...and then be REAL!!



"But if I didn't know what I knew was wrong, why would I question what I thought was the truth? "But if I didn't know what I knew was wrong, why would I question what I thought was tSana Butler,Sugar of the Crop


I have been pondering this sentence for more than a year.......wow..that's a long time....grin.....but not really very long at all, when you think of eternity..

anyway..here goes.....

Right after I married Bryan, maybe a month or so..I took a day off from work to spend time alone..praying and pondering the next phase of my life...this new relationship and family I was forming.....it was a beautiful warm day and I was sitting outside just thinking....a still small voice said to me.....How can Bryan know he wants something that he has never had before?  I want you to quit work and come home.........

well, I was a little apprehensive about telling him that I was going to quit work only a few weeks into our marriage....but I did, and after the shock, he agreed it was good and the rest is history.....I came home and got busy building our home....a peaceful, orderly home where I was CEO...I could not imagine that  a man had never experienced a home where it was run like a well oiled machine..where there was a homemaker on site.....I don't want to sound derogatory about women staying at home...because it is my absolute passion...that women CAN make the choice to do this...but I am struggling to find a word that describes this woman that chooses to spend her life building her home, without having an outside career or outside source of income...a word that shows the dignity that we deserve....the courage it takes to walk this path that is not very popular among my generation...


Let's don't be women that whitewash everything like this snow....it covers all of the unbeautiful parts and makes them look the same....but when it melts. and it ALWAYS does..there is the stark reality just waiting underneath..

and the parts of ourselves that we hide will eventually come out so everyone else can see them too...let's just get healed from our hurts instead of just burying and hiding them......don't be two faced...don't smile at someone's face and then stab them in the back when they walk away...integrity is who we are when no one is looking...when we are alone.....

who are you??   REALLY????

thank you for coming along today...hope to see you again soon....

1 comment:

  1. Mona, blogland is a very easy place to hide behind the pretty images and show just what you want to show. Sometimes there is real and sometimes not so much. I can say that I have made some friends here and am richer for it. I tend to show only one or two sides of myself here but there is a lot more to me than decorating and vintage shopping but I would need to start a whole other blog and I have trouble keeping this one going. I do enjoy your writing a lot, please keep it going. ♥O

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