I cloak myself in having it all together.
I cloak myself in faith, meanwhile I tremble with fear.
I cloak myself in positive vibes and it becomes me.
We wear cloaks to cover the real us, don’t we? Cloaks are used to cover, conceal, protect. But at the same time they are not showing what is really going on.
Who is the real me? Good question! I am 41 years old and I still don’t have all the answers. God holds my future and my past. Maybe it is Him within whom I am cloaked, and that is okay. In Him I find my refuge, my safety, my strength.
Ironic isn’t it? The veil was torn at the crucifixion of Jesus, and now we cloak ourselves in His Love and Grace, or we should. We don’t have it figured out yet, but we are working on it, aren’t we?
I know, this is a confusing, jumbled post. But, I know there are many out there who can identify with this cloak of uncertainty. It’s time to come out from hiding, my friends. We are in this together. Let us cloak each other in positive affirmations of how awesome and special we all truly are!! We are creations of The King Of Kings!! That is a cloak not easily torn.