Mirror, Mirror

Every morning, I work through my ritual of getting ready for the day. I brush my teeth, wash my face, and begin the "beautifying" process in front of my mirror (that tells no lies!). As the years go by, and the beauty marks make their lasting imprints in the form of spots, and dots, and lines, I must intentionally choose to fight discouragement. In doing so, the Lord sweetly reminds me of my true Mirror, His Word. God longs to speak into my life much like the physical mirror "speaks." For example:

I wash my face; His Word washes over me, making me clean once again.

I brush my teeth; His Word freshens my spirit, and give me words to encourage others.

I pluck my eyebrows (I was "blessed" with a lovely uni-brow); His Word points out areas of my thinking process that need to be "nipped in the bud."

I apply facial cream; His Word soothes my soul like nothing else in this world can match.

And finally, I apply the make-up; His Word promises to enhance the beautiful Work that already exists in me.

Just as I have a ritual in front of the mirror on my wall, my heart needs to remember the importance of quietly sitting with my Mirror in my hands. I must hold His Word, peer into His Word, listen to His Word, and then obey His Word--all for my good! The desire of my heart is to age beautifully; I want to look more and more like my Savior each day. After all, the real truth is that I am (and you are) His image-bearer. (Genesis 1:27)

I love what my Mirror told me this morning: They looked to Him and were radiant, and their faces shall never be ashamed. (Psalm 34:5)

I choose the truths of the Mirror in my hands way over the truths of the mirror on my wall.

You're Beautiful because He is,

Chris