Happy plastic people...

Stained Glass Masquerade (Casting Crowns)


Verse 1
Is there anyone that fails?
Is there anyone that fallsg
Am I the only one in church today feeling so small?

Cause when I take a look around
Everybody seems so strong
I know they’ll soon discover
That I don’t belong

So I tuck it all away, like everything’s okay
If I make them all believe it, maybe I’ll believe it too
So with a painted grin, I play the part again
So everyone will see me, the way that I see them

Chorus
Are we happy plastic people?
Under shiny plastic steeples?
With walls around our weakness
And smiles to hide our pain
But if the invitation’s open
To every heart that has been broken
Maybe then we close the curtain
On our stained glass masquerade

Verse 2
Is there anyone who’s been there?
Are there any hands to raised?
Am I the only one who’s traded in,
the altar for a stage?

The performance is convincing,
And we know every line by heart,
Only when no one is watching
Can we really fall apart.

But would it set me free
If I dared to let you see
The truth behind the person
That you imagine me to be

Would your arms be open?
Or would you walk away?
Would the love of Jesus
Be enough to make you stay?

I wonder if I'm still like that, in fact, I know that I probably am. The world tells you that the weak will be preyed on, and so you need to put on a brave front. Sometimes we act strong because we're "trusting in God" There's a thin line between trust and being proud and afraid.

Then also, have I made the effort to look beyond just the surface of those around to REALLY see their needs?

I may not know the whole situation, but I'm keeping you in prayer brother. *hug*