I’ve been wearing a mask. I didn’t realize it until I took it off. Now you might be asking yourself how did I take something off that I didn’t know I was wearing, right? Very, very good question. I became friends with one Clayton Jones and somehow, someway, he’s helped me understand that removing my mask was analogous to surrendering to who I’m designed to be.
Perhaps I should just start at the beginning rather than jumping top the end. A few months ago I came across an interview Clayton gave about his book Who Else Could It Be But God?. The way he spoke about his journey and how it became the catalyst for his book simply fascinated me. He seemed like a man who’s comfortable with himself in a way that draws you in as opposed to just recognizing it and moving on. Rather, it invites and intrigues you. Why was he so comfortable being transparent and vulnerable?
I needed a closer look because it was obvious the man knew something I didn’t. So I sent him a friend request. Little did I know clicking the ‘friend request’ button would influence the path I was on. Clayton accepted my request and I then became privy to his innermost thoughts which he shared via his Facebook posts and live videos–remember that vulnerability I mentioned?
It was on full display…like for everyone! Can you imagine exposing yourself in that manner to everybody–and being comfortable doing so? One day he posted about realizing he may never get married and moved me because I’d been struggling with similar thoughts. His post forced me from being a silent observer to an active participant in his thread. I asked him how he’d come to this realization and how did he manage to accept it? I felt if he told me his secret, then I could do what he did and let the dream go once and for all.
You want to know what he told me? Well you’ll have to click here to find out. In the meantime, the takeaway is that Clayton’s light, in all of its authenticity, transparency, and vulnerability, shined bright enough that it touched my spirit and made me realize my mask was blocking my own light.