Naked Weekends

It's Friday, and, as always, I plan to spend my weekend "naked." On the weekend, I can completely, 100% let down and be myself.  I love my "Naked Weekends."

I get to be "au naturel."  I love getting up on Saturday morning and skipping the mirror and makeup routine.  I love spending the weekends (well, except for church) with minimal frills.  I'm just me - unadorned.  (Thank goodness my husband likes me that way).

I am "raw."  I am completely myself because that's how my family loves me.  I can be goofy and awkward and opinionated and grouchy and ignorant and . . .  and  . . . and . . .Just me, again.

I am "vulnerable;" I can be completely transparent with my feelings.  I can openly express my love and pour out my heart and my most personal aspirations and deepest thoughts and emotions.  I spend my weekends with family and friends who genuinely care.

I am "unconcealed."  My total self is exposed.  I remember a sermon a former pastor preached about praying naked.  This phrase really stuck with me.  When I come before God in praise and worship, I am completely exposed, unconcealed.  He knows my "inmost being," and still loves me anyway.  I guess I am naked before God all of the time, but on Sunday morning, when I can sing his praise in worship, I feel especially exposed to his eyes.  Thankfully, I can remember his grace and the depth of his love.

"Oh Lord, you have searched me and you know me."  Psalm 139:1

I completely enjoy my "naked" weekends.

Let's Talk.  What do you enjoy about your weekends?