There’s something quite tricky in the open air,
A thing called transparency—precious and rare.
It’s more than just truth, more than just talk.
It’s being inside, the same as our outside walk.
Some say, “Go ahead, just pretend till you’re there.”
But “fake it till you make it” is a dangerous snare.
For putting on faces and playing a part
Will soon fall apart and weigh on your heart.
You can look all shiny, all polished, all grand,
But what’s on the inside, the truth where you stand?
Jesus once warned of those tombs white as snow—
Clean on the outside, but rotten below.
In churches, in crowds, in the world where we play,
There’s pressure to look like we’ve all got our way.
Smiles on the surface, but sadness within,
All hiding, all fighting, all stuffing their sin.
Pretending is heavy. It grows quite a weight.
With lies to cover lies, it’s a terrible fate.
You cover, you patch, but the cracks still appear,
For lies bring confusion and buckets of fear.
Although we might fool our good neighbor next door,
We can’t fool our hearts, and we can’t fool the Lord.
The truth taps our shoulder. It whispers. It wails.
“Let go of the mask. Drop the image that fails.”
But oh, sweet transparency. Shiny and bright.
It’s like cleaning windows. Oh! What a delight.
You see out so clearly, you see yourself too.
The burden is lifted. You simply are you.
Some love this clean living. It sparkles and sings.
It’s simple. It’s honest. It brings peaceful things.
But some will resist it. They’ll hide and they’ll run.
They’re worried that their image might come undone.
Yet God is transparent, no secrets to keep.
He’s forgiving, through and through. His goodness runs deep.
He’s not playing dress-up. He’s not in disguise,
He simply is holy, so loving and wise.
But watch out for fakers. Watch out for their game.
They look like the light, but their hearts burn with shame.
The devil’s a trickster, with costumes galore,
But his goodness? Just pretense, like a slick painted door.
Be on your guard, even at church among many or few.
Are you called to look right, or are you called to be true?
Is it all about show? Is it polished display?
Or real transformation that won’t wash away?
Oh, let’s choose the freedom of living unmasked.
To be who we are—that’s the holiest task.
For God sees us fully. He knows. He can tell.
And he loves when we “live what we say” and live well.
So here’s to transparency. Fresh as morning air.
It’s freedom. It’s peace. It’s courage laid bare.
Let’s toss off the pretense, the faking, the spin,
And let true life with God start right here within.
