Fix Your Faith

If a picture is worth 1,000 words, then my facial expressions are worth 10,000 words.  When I think something, it is written all over my face.  Wearing face masks has not only helped slow the spread of COVID-19, it has also helped disguise my true thoughts about many situations.  Well, at least when I am in public places.

See, the trouble with wearing masks all the time is that I have gotten used to being carried away with my facial expressions.  I have spent months wearing my feelings on my face and no one has been the wiser.  Well, except for the fact that I have had 800 million Zoom meetings.  Personal and professional.  And in the past two weeks, I have heard “what does that face mean?” more than I care to recount.  The years of my mama telling me to fix my face flashed through my head.  She tried to help me get it together for years.  I was doing alright until this pandemic messed it all up.

Facial expressions and non-verbal body language convey much more than words do at times.  One of my staple statements is “look at my face” when I am about to reprimand a kid.  Which is not as effective with a mask on, but it still gets the job done.  My words should match my facial expression.  They both should reinforce the message that I want to convey. 

Just keep me on the prayer list ya’ll.  The struggle is real, and my face shows it on a regular basis.  That’s why I need to stay prayed up.  My face and my words need to match up.  Much like my faith and my actions need to line up.  It does me no good to say that I love the Lord but live a raggedy lifestyle.  Folks will be asking me “what does this lifestyle mean?”  That’s just not a good look.  I need a fixed face and a fixed faith.  #wepreach