“People just don't know what I'm about...
They haven't seen what's there behind my smile...
There's so much more of me I'm showin out...
(These are the pieces of me)
When it looks like I'm up...sometimes I'm down
I'm alone even when people all around
but that don't change the happiness I found...
(These are the pieces of me)
So when you look at my face...
You gotta know that I'm made of everything love and pain.
(These are the pieces of me)
Like every woman I know...
I'm complicated for sho...
But when I love, I love til there's no love no more...
(These are the pieces of me)…”
They haven't seen what's there behind my smile...
There's so much more of me I'm showin out...
(These are the pieces of me)
When it looks like I'm up...sometimes I'm down
I'm alone even when people all around
but that don't change the happiness I found...
(These are the pieces of me)
So when you look at my face...
You gotta know that I'm made of everything love and pain.
(These are the pieces of me)
Like every woman I know...
I'm complicated for sho...
But when I love, I love til there's no love no more...
(These are the pieces of me)…”
Pieces of Me - Ledisi
Yes, it is clear that I’m
back on my music kick again this week.
My first blog dealt with how God handles us carefully, even when it feels
as if life is killing us. God does indeed know how to properly insulate us
against the pressures of this journey. I’m certain that we can learn lessons
about how to treat one another if we would just examine how God handles us. It doesn’t matter the socioeconomic status,
level of education, marital status, gender, religious affiliation…we all
struggle with something. There are areas where we are broken, struggling,
bruised and confused. I’m unsure as to who first coined the phrase, “Hurt
people, hurt people and broken people, break people”, but it is a harsh truth. We
offend and we are offended. I’ve come to learn that when we offend or are
offended, oftentimes it’s a result of the broken/bruised areas of our lives that
we have avoided or refused to admit exists.
At some point, we must confront these areas if we are to be made whole
and stop the cycles continuing to live in hurt as well as hurting others. I love this song by Ledisi because it shows
the complexities of our lives. We can
experience loneliness in the midst of a crowd. When it looks like we have it
all together, we are sometimes operating in “fake it til we make it” mode. The
cover of her cd is also genius. It is a
puzzle picture of her face which is still being put together. We are still
works in progress. The picture that’s being put together will reveal who we are;
it is made up of all of victories and defeats, who we’ve loved and who we lost,
our greatest fears and biggest dreams.
Writing this blog compels
me to evaluate my own relationships and experiences. I’m drawn to a moment when
I facilitated a small group at church.
The author of the book asked us to write a letter to self we were ten to
twenty years ago. This is an excerpt from my letter “…you will learn and you
will grow…you will learn that while the relationship may not last, the lesson
will, you will learn to see in yourself what others see and sometimes what they
cannot…While there are some moments that will challenge everything (and
sometimes everybody) you believe in, know that you will make it. I’m amazed at
your resilience…When you are challenged there is something I want you to
remember…Remember God always sends people to come alongside to be a support,
remember to seek those little things that warm your heart when life gets cold,
remember that every day you survive brings you closer to your victory/destiny,
remember to laugh (being silly is one of the things you do best) and oh yes,
remember to flirt with the cute guy.
Veronica, there is a community who is waiting for you, they will embrace
your story and your gifts and you will in turn embrace their stories and their
gifts. You will be amazed at the new home you will find, so much so that it
won’t matter who walked away or what you lost.”
This process revealed
to me areas of tremendous growth, but it also showed areas that are still
underdeveloped. It revealed why I offend others and why I’ve been offended. It made me smile, but it also made me shed a
few tears. It forced me to vacillate between introspection, retrospection and
extrospection. I once again came to the
conclusion that “Hurt people, hurt people and broken people, break people.” It’s
up to the individual to decide if they want to remain in that state or move
toward healing/wholeness. I choose healing.
In healing, I must forgive myself and others. In healing, I must be honest about what I
chose to allow and the red flags I ignored. In healing, I must learn the lesson so
as to not repeat the course. In healing, I discovered that people (self
included) can only give what they have to give. What will you choose? I
encourage each of you to write a letter to yourself. I encourage you to discover and remember.
Discover what experiences have brought you to your current space. Discover what
is making up your picture. Remember that others are too discovering what makes
up her/his picture. Remember to handle each other with care, even in times when
tough love is necessary – let’s remember to not break what’s already fragile or
leave bruises. Remember to not only handle others carefully, but treat your own soul/self with a special care. You not only need it, you deserve it!!!
As God continues to divinely
orchestrate the pieces of my puzzle, I continue to sing….
“So when you look at my face...
You gotta know that I'm made of everything love and pain.
(These are the pieces of me)
Like every woman I know...
I'm complicated for sho...
But when I love, I love til there's no love no more...
(These are the pieces of me)
I'm a woman...A woman... a woman, woman, woman
Yes I'm a woman, a woman…
these are the pieces of me... Yeaahhh”
You gotta know that I'm made of everything love and pain.
(These are the pieces of me)
Like every woman I know...
I'm complicated for sho...
But when I love, I love til there's no love no more...
(These are the pieces of me)
I'm a woman...A woman... a woman, woman, woman
Yes I'm a woman, a woman…
these are the pieces of me... Yeaahhh”
Abounding in Love and Growing in Grace,
Veronica