5 True Confessions of a Middle-Aged Sparkle Queen
This is my confessional week. There are things I do and don’t do that unless you know me well, you probably would never guess. I value my readers and always want to be authentic and truthful with you. I realize I don’t have to confess anything to you, but for you to get a better appreciation of who I am and where I am coming from you deserve to know the good, bad and ugly. Sometimes, I feel like the Wizard of Oz shouting “Pay no attention to that woman behind the screen.” Here are five things people have often said to me, and I will share with you whether they are fact or fiction.
You Always Have It All Together!
#1 – Fiction: (laughing hysterically) I don’t. I am an internal processor. Trust me, I can be a mess just like anyone else. In fact, if it weren’t for my faith I wouldn’t have anything together. Life has been cruel at times, and there have been a few times I have been furious with family, friends, and God. However, I am not one who holds a grudge unless you mess with my daughter; then I become a Momma Bear! Also, when I am tired, everything becomes a crisis. I hit a wall and I just need to go to bed. I’m grateful I don’t have to have it all together because I am reminded daily of my need for Jesus. Yes, I do look for the Jesus Glitter in the good and bad moments of every day, but it doesn’t mean I see it right away. Sometimes, it takes some time for me to see, understand and appreciate the glitter.
Your Home Is Always Clean and Neat!
#2 – Fact: The only reason my house is clean and neat is that I think I might have a tendency toward OCD. I’m not kidding. I’ve never been diagnosed, but when you have to make sure the pillows are arranged a certain way and everything resembling clutter needs to be out of sight, and you are a perpetual duster, there could be a problem. Now, for my family and friends, you need to know that I never think about any of these things when I am at your home, just my own. In addition, my daughter was allergic to nearly everything growing up and dust would set off her asthma like a rocket ship going to the moon, so it was easier to hide my OCD tendencies in those days. The fact is this obsession probably came from my mom who always kept a very tidy and clean home. In fifty-four years, I have never seen anything in my mother’s house out of place, EVER! Even when we were little, everything had its place. However, she loves to clean. I clean because I have to! There is a difference, so I will blame her for this ridiculous preoccupation.
You ALWAYS dress so nice!
#3 – Fiction: I appreciate those compliments, but I don’t. At home, you can find me in yoga pants and a t-shirt most days. However, some days when I am writing I stay in my pajamas all day long, and I am not ashamed! For some reason, it helps my creative juices flow. Once I take a shower and get dressed, I always find a hundred things to do, and it limits my time for writing. I confess, I have way too many clothes. I clean out my closet, give away clothing and start my collection over again. I admit, I love sparkly fashion. It makes me feel good. I also love the color black. It is slimming, right? Although that is not the reason I love the color black, it is because I have a color deficiency. I don’t see hues the way most people do. I’m not color blind, but color deficient. Here is an example: an apple to most people looks red. I see more orange than red. I found this out in kindergarten when I kept coloring the apples orange instead of red. With clothing, anything can go with black pants, so I just pick vibrant tops, and I have always loved sparkle so now you know the truth about my clothing choices. The other part of my confession is I am a larger gal and my mom has always told me your size doesn’t matter, but how you present yourself. People can be very judgemental about how we look especially if we are overweight. I know this because I have experienced it in my own life. I can go to a store nicely dressed and a salesperson will always ask if I need any help. Another time I can go in my yoga pants and t-shirt and nobody asks me if I need anything. Anybody else have that experience? Whew! I am glad that confession is over.
You are a Great Cook!
#4 – Fiction: I am not a great cook. My Hubs is a GREAT cook. I can cook, and I do cook, but it isn’t my favorite thing to do. I’m a homestyle cook and Hubs is the gourmet chef. He is all about the ingredients, aromas, fresh spices, and perfecting the dish. He loves the presentation, and it is a crucial part of the process for him. He makes every plate a work of art, but it doesn’t stop me from chowing down his delicious food. Hubs loves to watch the Food Network and it is paying off in spades! Hubs also loves to grocery shop. I detest grocery shopping. I can give him a list of a few things to pick up and I can guarantee he will always come home with double the number of items on the list. I don’t care though, because that means I don’t have to grocery shop! Whenever I do go grocery shopping with Hubs, I feel like a big vacuum has sucked me in and I can’t get out for two hours. It overwhelms me. I tend to be an outside perimeter shopper and Hubs loves to meander through every aisle. When you live with a “foodie”, the grocery store becomes a museum. All I want to do is to get what is on the list and get out of there. If I have to grocery shop, I prefer a small grocery store over a big one any day. However, we love to have people in our home for a meal. Together, Hubs and I make a great team. I do the menu, cleaning, and the dessert. Hubs lovingly does the rest. He calls it “Therapy.” I call it a blessing!
You are the Sparkle Queen!
#5 – Fact: Guilty as charged! It doesn’t matter how often or how carefully I clean, in my house a piece of glitter will often show up unexpectedly. It makes me smile. It reminds me that Jesus is always with me. It is so easy to get caught up in life’s issues and lose sight of what is important. We can choose to live a miserable existence stuck in the bondage of the world, but I choose to live free because Christ set me free by breaking all my chains through the cross. When the scales were removed from my eyes, everything sparkled with the newness of an abundant life. Love, mercy, forgiveness, and gratefulness can shine from my heart because the truth of God’s word is a diamond. Every time you look at it, you see the brilliance and the beauty of His promises. It catches your eye, and its magnificence can not be surpassed. Loving and encouraging others in the same way Jesus loves us is the key to our happiness. This, my beloved friends, is my “Jesus Glitter.”
Confession is good for the soul! It purges and allows new space for good things to grow and fill… Click To Tweet When we confess with our lips, it is like weeding the garden so new fruit can grow. Don’t be overtaken with the weeds of life. What fact or fiction of your life can you share with me? I would love to hear from you!