Behind the makeup and the smile what is really there? There are days when I have a smile on face but my heart is heavy. Proverbs 13:14 assures me that I am not the only one who does this.
We are currently in the midst of a seminar on Aftercare for Survivors of Human Trafficking. One of the myths about those who are being prostituted is that "they enjoy it or they wouldn't do it". I cannot imagine anyone who would take delight in being used, violated, and demeaned day after day. A woman being sexually exploited may be the one smiling and laughing to court her customers but that doesn't mean that she is not torn up and grieving her situation in life.
Even in laughter the heart may ache,
and rejoicing may end in grief.
The clown in the photo is standing in front of the Eiffel Tower. She seemed to be happy. I sure was happy and absolutely filled with gratitude for each and every moment of our time in Paris. I didn't ask this street performer if she was genuinely happy. But, never again will I assume that a smile and a laugh are sign of a joy-filled life.
May we let go of whatever mask we are wearing...
and may we find wholeness and compassion in Him.
And may those being exploited discover a way of escape
and find safety and comfort in His loving arms.