I'll admit it though. I love PostSecret. It's like some dark guilty pleasure to browse through the colored 4x6 cards that some anonymous person has confided to the blogging world. Some make me laugh; others make me cringe in disgust; a few give me hope; but an overwhelming majority upset me. Not angry upset, but break-my-heart upset.
#1 - Honesty. Why why why can't people be honest with the friends/family/whoever closest to them? Sometimes I don't think it would be very hard. I've seen post cards revealing their writer is enormously grateful to someone for helping change their life and turn them in a new direction, but they won't admit it to that person. Other times, I realize how absolutely gut-wrenching it would be to admit whatever bit of truth to someone. And often, I have absolutely no idea what it would even start to feel like to carry some of the burdens people do.
(Very quickly, I think a major issue with this is fear of rejection for baring oneself opening for others to see hurt and pain and imperfection. At least, that's what keeps me from being honest a lot of the time)
#2 - Hope. For all the broken-hearted, scared, secretly or not secretly torn to shreds lives that people live, there is hope. It's easy to see sometimes, like when 11,000 people join a Facebook group to encourage one anonymous person not to jump off a bridge. But really, though it can be experienced through other people, hope for healing comes from one source, and that is Jesus Christ. That someone could look at every single shaming detail of my life and how disgusting it would be laid bare and open, and maybe poke and nudge some things with a finger, and then turn to me and exclaim with such a deep, honest gaze "I LOVE you!!" Kinda gives me chills that it's even possible.
"I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble But take heart! I have overcome the world." John 16:33
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