I have a love/hate relationship with them.
I know I'm supposed to love looking into them.
Gazing at myself in doe-eyed amazement at how drop-dead gorgeous I am.
At least that's what Wall Street says.
I just need a little of their help to make myself that way.
What I see when I even look in a mirror are things that show me "the old gray mare just ain't what she used to be."
That the new 56 will never be the old 29.
No matter what tune Wall Street sings...a siren song that says it's all about what we look like.
Funny, that's not what God says.
He's more concerned with Who we look like...
2Cor 4 The Message
What's that You say?
Us unadorned? Ordinary? Clay?
"If you only look at us, you might well miss the brightness."
God never intended that people look at us and say, "Wow! Such beauty and perfection have never been seen this side of Paradise. If I ever get it all together, I want to look like them!"
No, these ordinary, unadorned clay pots we call our lives have a much higher purpose...
"Remember, our Message is not about ourselves; we're proclaiming Jesus Christ, the Master."
If the world looks at us, and sees us, we have failed in our calling.
We are not to be idols, but mirrors.
Mirrors that reflect God.
Who He is. His great love. Mercy. Compassion.
Just like Jesus did.
For it's "Christ in us, the hope of glory." The hope of the whole world.
So the next time you look in the mirror, forget about the wrinkles. The sagging. The turkey neck.
Look for Christ.
And ask yourself the question, "Do I look like my Father?"
Do I have my Father's eyes?
Am I a reflection of Him to all those I live with? Work with? Walk among?"
Because then you will be truly beautiful.
In His eyes.
And that's all that counts.
Sunrise Photo courtesy of Jason Tencza
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