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Living Intentionally

Recently, I've fallen in love with the idea of living transparently. My aim in life is not to store up hidden secrets or live a life no one knows about. I am not interested in wearing a mask. It seems we have become a people who pride ourselves in concealing things. Women buy make-up to mask our 'inconsistencies'. Politicians pay massive amounts of money to hide their past. We store our journals/diaries in hidden places so no one can discover our secrets. In Mark 11:12-19, the gospel speaks about a fruitless fig tree and Jesus' reaction to the sacrilegious behavior at the temple. In the case of the fig tree, the leaves disguised the absence of the figs; i.e. its fruitlessness. The creation of the 'den of robbers' atmosphere within the Temple disguised the disobedince of the people. Perhaps by living a life of transparency rather than concealing our broken covenants and fruitlessness, we can worship God more fully. As the broken people of God, maybe our response of worship is to openly wrestly with our 'inconsistencies', to stop masking the problem and covering it with fig leaves and cash registers. We could worship God with no secrets, no disobedience, but with transparency.
I want to become vulnerable. Through my brokenness, I have matured in ways I never anticipated. Not to intentionally set myself up for a significant fall, but I have decided to live with no secrets, to make myself vulnerable to God, to adventure off into a world as a single person. So here I stand as a single female seminarian. Not knowing where my path may lead, I want to experience something outside of 'my box'. I love to be challenged so I can grow deeper and become more intentional. So why not allow more challenges come instead of resisting the fear of traveling alone?

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  1. It's funny how you're trying to live more transparently while I'm trying to realize there are certain things that need to stay between me and God. We always did balance each other out like that! Proud of you girl..... -Nicole-

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