Last night I was talking to my friend, Keenan, and she said the profound statement, "we act like cats; we have shit and we bury it." How true is that!? There is crap in all of our lives. Stuff that is hard, hurts or is sometimes just plain embarrassing and we spend a great deal of time, effort and energy keeping people from realizing that there is anything wrong at all. We go through life with a fake smile telling the everyone who asks that we are fine.
Five years ago I preached a sermon on the word 'fine.' And how it really means Feelings I'm Not Expressing. How often do you say fine just to shut the other person up? Or because you don't want to talk about how you are really doing? The word 'fine' buries the crap just a little deeper.
We also hide our junk from ourselves... well, kind of. We ignore, bury it with food, numb it with drugs, medicated it with anti-anxiety pills, or try to sleep it away. But just like a litter box has to be emptied, the crap in life has to be dealt with at some point.
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