09/06/2026
ā THE MORNING POUR | GET UNDRESSED
This morning on my walk, one thought stopped me:
Maybe it's time to get undressed.
Stay with me. š
I'm not talking about clothes.
I'm talking about all the things we've put on over the years that were never actually ours to wear.
The words someone spoke over us.
The labels we accepted.
The disappointments that became identities.
The wounds we never dealt with.
The things someone we loved said in a painful moment that somehow became something we believed about ourselves.
Not enough.
Too much.
Unlovable.
Difficult.
Failure.
Broken.
And layer after layer, we can become so accustomed to wearing them that we forget what was underneath them in the first place.
Truth.
I am Loved.
I am His.
And my identity isn't up for negotiation today.
There's a picture in Genesis I can't stop thinking about.
Before shame entered the story, Adam and Eve were described as naked and unashamed.
Nothing to cover.
Nothing to prove.
Nothing to hide.
They lived in relationship with God and with one another without the layers shame would eventually tell them they needed.
And maybe that's an invitation for us today.
Get undressed.
Stand humbly before the One who already knows every layer and loves you completely.
Let Him reveal the things you've been wearing that were never His Truth about you.
Because knowing who we are in God and actually living from that identity can be two very different things.
I can know I am Loved...
and still live like I'm trying to earn love.
I can know I am enough in Him...
and still spend my life trying to prove I'm enough.
I can know I'm His...
and still allow an old wound to tell me who I am.
And marriage has a way of rubbing right up against those places.
Clark and I have said things to each other over the years that hurt.
We've misunderstood each other.
We've carried wounds longer than we should have.
And even while Defeating The Drift, we've discovered that old layers don't automatically disappear.
They have to be recognized.
Surrendered.
And sometimes taken off.
Because God's heart has always been toward relationship and unity with Him. And from that place, we learn a different kind of vulnerability with each other.
Maybe before we can become truly naked and unashamed with our spouse, we need to become willing to stand that way before God.
No pretending.
No performing.
No protecting an identity He never gave us.
Just...
Here I am.
And from there, something beautiful can happen in marriage.
I no longer need Clark to heal every wound someone else created.
I don't need him to prove I'm worthy.
I don't need his perfect response to establish my identity.
I can love him from overflow instead of asking him to fill what I believe is missing.
And he can do the same.
Maybe that's part of what it means to Live Loved.
We take off the layers.
We come back to Truth.
And then we meet each other there.
And perhaps in this season of life, after all the striving and searching for more, we discover something surprising:
Some of the āmoreā we've been praying for has been right in front of us all along.
God.
This life.
This person we've chosen.
This moment.
Maybe we don't need another layer.
Maybe it's time to take a few off.
ā Get undressed.
And Live Loved.
- Kristin
The Real Team Tucker