Taking off the mask

I made a decision several weeks ago. I decided that I was not going to wear makeup to church on Sundays any more. Let me clarify...I wear powder and lipstick, ALWAYS, but not putting on eye make up of any sort. My reasoning for doing this was simple: I cry at church...every time. The music usually moves me to tears and I found that I would get distracted from the Spirit because I was too worried about my mascara running or my eyelashes dangling off my eye. So I made the choice to not wear makeup anymore, and boy did it free me up!! Now I can cry, or sob if the Spirit leads, with wreckless abandon! I told myself that in making that choice and following through with it, that meant I was less concerned about what others thought of me and only there to do business with my Lord...taking off the mask, so to speak. But, the entire reason I quit wearing makeup in the first place was to protect how others saw me...runny mascara and all, right?? So perhaps I traded one mask for another. At least now I can cry and know that only a little powder touch up is all that's needed to get me to my car. Sure did make Sunday's cry fest easier. Baby steps, I guess.

Quit wearing makeup to church? Don't mind if I do...