Dear Good Little Church Girl...
Dear Good Little Church Girl. . . You are found out! No more pretending! No more masks! No more hiding behind all your "saintly"tasks! You think that you can play the game...that everyone around you can't possibly know your hurt...your shame...your pain! Your pride...uh it lets you put up walls, but if you only knew that it is the cause of your falls! You are not alone and yet in your choices the consequences, you need to own! And before God as much as you hide, You are seen. Loved. Known! I walk into church. I see you there and wonder what it would take for you to be done with fake! I look into your eyes and they scream 'Help Me Out!' But still you rush to your seat not wanting anyone to find you out! To find out that really you struggle with sin... To find out that your close walk with Jesus didn't ever really begin To find out that instead of being proclaimed as "just a teen" you want to be heard, loved and to be invited in!
