Pieces

We only allow pieces of ourselves to be shown to those around us.  We pick and choose which are the ones we want to present to different people.  Showing what they expect and never showing our true selves.  Where can we be real?  Where can we really show who we are?  God knows us and loves us - yet we still think we only show a bit to God.  God knows us inside and out; clean and horrible; deep and surface.  There is no hiding in this place of nakedness.  Yet we find we don't run to hide but choose to stand in the light.  Accepting the love of all our broken scarred selves.  Revealed in loves light.