Walking past the full length mirror in her room she glances at herself and stops. Taking a step toward the mirror she frowns.
Her face is too fat.
Looking at her self with appraisal she begins to list her faults.
She runs a finger over her eyebrows thinking how bushy they are and makes a mental note to make an appointment to get them waxed.
She glances at her midsection and deems it too big and makes a vow to start exercising …tomorrow.
Her eyes are too far apart.
Her nose too pointed.
Her neck too wide.
Her fingers too stubby.
Her legs too short.
In the midst of the litany of things she is telling herself she hears a small whisper.
I knew you before you were born. I created your innermost being. (Psalm 139)
Stopping her deluge of negativity she just looks at herself in the mirror.
A still small voice speaks again…You are my child. (1 John 3:1)
I love you with an everlasting love. (Jeremiah 31:3)
You are my workmanship. (Ephesians 2:10)
I have redeemed you. (Ephesians 1:7)
You are beautiful. (Psalm 45:11)
I chose you. You are mine. (Ephesians 1:4; Colossians 3:12; 1 Thessalonians 1:4)
You are no longer a slave. (Galatians 4:7)
You are a new creation. (2 Corinthians 5:17)
She looks again in the mirror. She looks at her eyes.
She sees them brimming with compassion.
She turns her head and see her ears…always ready to listen.
She glances down and sees her hands…always ready to pitch in and help.
Looking again at her face she sees her lips quirk up. Her mouth always ready to lend encouragement to someone else.
And she smiles at herself.
Seeing the beauty she really is.
The beauty He created her to be.
By Christy McGraw, Critty Joy Blog.