1. “I did it, but my family needs me, I need to keep my job.  I can’t afford a lawyer.  Can you help me get out of this mess?”  Family man confesses to his buddy.

2.  “My heart is broken.  My grandson has broken his parole.  If they find out, he will be back in prison.”  Grandmother confides to her friend.

3.  “I am at wit’s end, I know my husband is being unfaithful to me.”  Wife weeps brokenly to her sister.

4.  “I am a shop-lifter.  I need help.  Please pray for me.”  Church member says to her small prayer cluster.

5.  “I’ve been told I have a serious illness, that I must prepare for my death in about four months.”  Friend explains to me about her depression.

SECRETS.  The Bible says to love one another, confess to one another, pray for one another. These kinds of statements are fairly common in the Christian community, and as far as I have observed, secrets remain secrets within that setting.  

Most Bible-conscious people are warned against the sin of gossip, and they feel accountable before God for the precious gift that has been entrusted to them when someone confides in them.   I’m sure other religions have taboos regarding “a loose tongue,” but I’m not familiar with them as I am with the Bible.  There are many of all faiths (or no faith) who take their responsibility seriously. 

Do you have a confidant to whom you can turn?  Are you the kind of person in whom others can put their trust?  Or do your acquaintances have to go to a professional—if they can afford to?  No light burden—that of keeping one’s mouth shut

About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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  1. Elihu says:

    Surprisingly, I have had secrets confided to me that I didn’t even share with my spouse until I was given permission! Yes, we need to be trustworthy confidantes. After having my own trust broken so many times, I’ve learned to take it to God first and leave it with Him. Somehow I don’t feel the need to tell anyone else after that. I don’t have to worry about how I’ll be perceived or if my personal troubles will get “leaked out.”

  2. There are many secrets I’ll be taking to the grave. I am not one to reveal something someone else has trusted me with. Trust is extremely important to me.

  3. Faye says:

    How important indeed is ‘Trust’. How much damage can be caused if this erodes in any relationship or even prayer groups.

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