"Do you want to know a secret?
Do you promise not to tell?"
The Beatles, 'Do You Want To Know A Secret?', 1963
Keeping secrets eat me up inside, and always has. I'm not known for keeping secrets - I can't even usually stop myself telling people I bought them a present and what it was. There are 3 significant secrets I remember keeping - one was when we threw a surprise party for my parents when they turned 50, one was when we threw a surprise welcome home party for my sister, and the last one happened just recently.
I have resigned from my job to persue another opportunity, which feels like a big (welcome!) change as I've been with my present company for 5 years. My boss asked me to keep it under wraps for a few days until her boss was available, and so I did - struggling of course. When the day finally came to announce the news, it was well and truly overshadowed by the resignation of two much more senior people in the company. I did feel somewhat ripped off, but when I understood the gravity of their secret - they could not say anything about their resignation until it was formally announced on the stock exchange for goodness sake - I realised how minor my complaint was. And when I considered it in light of the gradual revelation (mystery/'secret') of God's will it's pretty meaningless! So glad I could put it in context like that and get over it.
