Wednesday, September 16: The real you vs. the online you. Are they the same or different?
Last night, I was in bed with my husband SOBBING uncontrollably about how I don't drink enough water and how the baby is probably wishing it had more water and how terrible of a mom I already am even though the baby is still in my womb. My husband tried cracking jokes to help me feel better. There was snot everywhere especially on him and on my shirt and drool hung from the pillow. Do you think I'm going to take a lovely, crisp photo of that and post it online? Not a chance.
(a blurry photo of a wonderful dinner with my husband and the mosquitos)
I really hope to be the same person online as I am in real life. But the truth is, I'm so imperfect. Yes, I really do have a strong desire to follow Jesus and I do. But some days I don't have a desire to read my Bible, I say the word "freakin'" way too much, and I don't take photos of our house for facebook or pinterest because half the time, the dishes are piling up and there are dog-hair-dust-bunnies lingering on the floor. It's life. And I love it. It's beauty that I can't fit into a photo to post online.
(I stay in my PJs until about an hour before my husband comes home from work and sometimes I don't bother changing)
It's from sinful hearts wishing for the approval of people that we post flawless selfies, perfectly decorated living spaces with the perfect wall gallery. We see white spaces with a plant and a cup of coffee in a perfect anthro mug, a short crisp to-do list, a manicured hand writing out a lovely watercolor script perfectly, while our spaces (aka- the kitchen table) are cluttered with plates from dinner last night, books upon books, and some crumbs here and there.
(how classy is ugly mismatched chairs? Plus I just cleaned yesterday.)
It could be because I could never keep a manicure but whatevs, I just think that there is more to a photo than what is being perceived. I wish that we could share more cluttered photos, more real life photos and be content with it. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE photos. I mean, my job is to be a photographer. Naturally, I love posting photos to facebook so that my family can see what we are up to. We are two hours away and we now have a baby bump. It's kinda just going to happen that you get so many photos. But I must constantly remind myself that I'm not here to seek the approval of man but to build others up for Christ. We must be real in order to reach people.
(this is what I normally look like on a daily basis. my hair hates me.)
I love this blog. I try to keep it real and I think I do a good job at that. But there are some things that I will never share that I do share in real life because that's just how I want it to be. But you will never see me trying to be someone I'm not, trying to write words that I don't believe in, or sharing things just to look good. And I hope you can see that and walk away knowing that your whole imperfect life is treasured in God's eyes and you are loved more than the sand on the ocean. And that it's okay not to have perfect photos.. as long as you are thankful for those who do make your life a little more beautiful than normal.