Everyone enjoys clowns at the circus. Some put on a happy face with a big red nose. Some have lots of curly hair while others are bald. White faces, red, green and yellow, clowns are as different as your imagination. Yet under the costume and beneath all the makeup is a real person. A clown may pretend to be happy go lucky, while the real person inside is hurting and crying for help.
Are we like clowns? Have we become experts at putting on different faces in order to hide what is really happening within our hearts? Are we so proficient putting up a front we don’t even know who we really are?