I hide because I 'm afraid that if I am known, I won't be loved.I heard this statement during the sermon at church on Sunday. And wrote it down because it rang so true. See, I lived in that hiding place for a very long time. A young mother, bogged down by insecurities and imperfections, wishing she had it all together - like it seemed everyone else did, afraid to let her true self and struggles be known. Oh, that was such a lonely existence! The crazy thing is, sometimes I still feel that urge to hide. Even though I have experienced the freedom of being open and honest, even though I am grateful for the grace to be real, sometimes I am still afraid that if I am known I won't be loved. I'm not the only one who feels this way, am I? So what's a real girl, living in a real world, with real struggles, and a real need for love to do? I don't know about you, but I have to run to Jesus first. I need to remember who I am in Him: Forgiven, Redeemed, Made new, Chosen, and LOVED. I cannot hide from Him. He knows everything about me. (See Psalm 139.) And still, He loves me.I wonder, what would happen if we had the same confidence that we would be loved by people as we do with Jesus? Better still, what would happen if we loved other people without judgement and as freely as Jesus does? What if we let Him love through us? Seems to me we'd see fewer people hiding.What do you think?