Our Shame Rooms
I had an experience this week that was really symbolic to me and I think many can relate. On Monday night, I came home and found out that my roommate had cleaned my messy room. To be honest I was mortified. I knew her heart was absolutely in the right place but my room still had boxes from storage that hadn't been unpacked among other things. There were things I would rather not have her see. Then I thought about my shame rooms in my life. The things I want to hide from others. The things I feel that if people really knew about me they certainly couldn't love me after seeing them. The things I have crammed so deep in my soul that they are aching to come out. The memories packed away in boxes. It's natural to want to hide things. Even in the garden of Eden, Adam and Eve hid from God. They knew they had done something wrong. I am not sure what they felt then but I am sure it easily could have been connected to shame. Yet it is only in bringing these things to the light th