Among the many kinds of Venetian masks is this elaborate one called the Venice Storm Mask. Made of paper mache, Venetian stucco, shiny silver macrame and silk, it is certainly ornate and mysterious. Some masks are based on characters from the Italian stage. Beautiful women especially preferred the style that covered only half of the face. These masks are worn for the annual festival in Venice, Italy which is one of the oldest in Europe dating back to 1162. Being masked gives people the opportunity to hide their identity and freely mix with those above their social standing.
Today’s verse makes it clear that there is nothing hidden from the Lord. With Him, we are unmasked. David acknowledges his sin (verse 18) being overwhelmed with guilt and groaning “in anguish of heart.” (verse 8) He pours out his complaint that his friends have turned on him. He ends this psalm with a cry for help and a plea that God would not forsake him as well. Every longing and every sigh is seen by the One who knows our hearts and thoughts. Nothing is hidden from Him.
I wonder if sometimes I do not wear a “mask” in my private prayers. If all is open and bare before Him then there is no need to sanitize my prayers. He knows just what I am feeling and He waits for me to be honest with Him. He does not censor my words or rebuke me for wrong theology. He hears my frustrations and my ill-concealed doubts. Nothing shocks Him and He loves me no matter what.
Thank you Lord, that I can unburden myself with You and find sweet relief.