Invite Shame to a Safe Space

by Christina Hubbard

Send shame an invitation to come

Where she can vent.

Your table.

Your patio.

Your couch.

She comes, (which never surprises,

She’s always there,”

Listen to her spew

Sad tales: cannots,

Shoulds, shouldn’ts

Would haves and won’ts.

Look her in the eye

See her.

Really, see her.

Squeeze her wanting hand

Then simply, curiously ask, “Why?”

She will either flounder

Or flee.

Love from a Fellow Creative

Most of my life, I’ve defined myself as “less-than.” It’s only as I’ve braved pursuing a heart desire to write that God has brought me face-to-face with that lie and dismantled it in my heart. As I learn to write WITH Him, He’s showing me who I am in His eyes—beloved, precious. And, as I trust Him with this journey—trusting His direction and His timing—He offers peace and confidence to walk in the creativity He’s gifted me (us) with. —Jeanne Takenaka, writer and photography-lover. Jeanne Takenaka.

God, who gets invited

   to dinner at your place?

How do we get on your guest list? —Psalm 15:1 (MSG)

Get curious about your shame tapes. See what compassion can do.

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October 12, 2017
  • Lisa Brittain

    “Look her in the eye

    See her.

    Really, see her.” Can’t do this through the internet. So it’s going to take some intentional sit down across the table prioritizing! Worth it. =) Thank you for this beautiful post. #12 on the linkup

  • Tammy

    Um, two of my favorite writers featured in this post? And with so much to offer? Whew! Overflowing with love now. 🙂
    Thank you Christina, truly, she does need to flee. And thank you for including Jeanne-I feel like she and I must have been thinking on very similar thoughts when we wrote for you.
    Again, God loves me so much to have let me have the weekend with you both this summer!
    Love,
    Tammy
    (#79 this week)

    • Wasn’t it the best? Thank you for that, Tammy. (endless hearts…)

    • JeanneTakenaka

      Tammy, I feel the same way. God has such amazing ways of showing us His love. And it often comes in the form of friendships like yours. Love you sweet friend.

  • Marie

    “Why?” is a powerful question. So often I just sit in the shame. I let it overtake me. But asking “why?”…that has potential to break the chains.

    • I have to say this was inspired by my therapist asking me every week for a year. 🙂 So glad it’s helpful, Marie.

  • Janyre Tromp

    I adore the question, why? I have a bad habit of trying to shame my shame…which only makes it worse. But listening to it…that is perfect. Drilling down into where shame is coming from is the only way to really conquer it.

    #fmfparty

    • Man, that is the truth! Retraining the brain, retraining the brain…

  • Jen

    ooooh, I love this.

  • Tammys_here

    This is great! I’d invite fear.

  • Karrilee Aggett

    SO GOOD, Christina!!!

  • Janel A

    Loving the quotes and your poems in response 😉 thankful you my friend

  • oh… I liked that. Well written. 🙂

  • Tara Ulrich

    Compassion is an incredible gift. Putting death to shame. It’s so easy to dall into that trap of shame. But God tells us not to focus on shame but to know we are so incredibly loved.

  • JeanneTakenaka

    Beautiful post, Christina. And I love that 3-letter question: WHY? So thankful for your heart for creatives!

  • <3 Love your reflection, amiga. <3 #fmfparty