When I was around 13 I was messing around in our backyard and for some stupid 13 year old reason that right now escapes me…I was playing with a large paint can. The paint can somehow ended up flying in the air and hitting me right in the front tooth. It chipped a corner off the tooth and every breath was a new experience in pain. The nerve was exposed and normal breathing was incredibly painful. Because we didn’t have insurance I couldn’t get it looked at. The nerve was vulnerable, exposed and begging to be covered up.
When I was a youth pastor there was a high school kid who struggled with migraines. It broke my heart when he would experience them. Lay in his room, completely dark, just sort of rocking back and forth and moaning. The slightest light would cause incredible discomfort and pain.
Today I sort of felt like that tooth. Vulnerable, exposed. All I wanted to do was cover it up. Stay in the shadows. The light was just too bright. Very long couple of days.
I remember when HD tv first made it’s way to network television and I thought, “Dick Vitale must hate HD tv”. Then I think about microscopic things in dust and on our skin and in the air. If you look close enough, it gets worse.
When the light is brighter and the minute details are revealed, rarely is the picture prettier.
But what if…just what if….once the details are revealed, wrinkles and all, and you’re still loved?
Fully known, fully loved. That must be the great freedom…
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