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What Do You See in the Mirror?

A friend sent me an article the other day about what the author called "dirty moms". I posted it on my Facebook page, asking for opinions and received a variety of responses in all forms of my inboxes.

Based on what I read - we love beauty and beautiful things but resent feeling obligated to obtain it. Many acknowledged that inner beauty is what is important but still feel sucked in to comparing their outer beauty to what we see in magazines and on the screen. A few shared how this is amplified by physical disabilities, illness and lack of money. Another reminded me that when we criticize our appearance, we’re criticizing the work of God.

I believe God is aware of struggles. Perhaps Jesus experienced this to some point when He lived on earth in human form. Who knows?

It’s hard not to look in the mirror and see our imperfections. The other day I was in the locker room at the YMCA. I had done a swim during lunch and was putting my face back before returning to work.

The florescent lights highlighted my gray hairs and revealed every line and stray hair on my face. I was fretting over my fading eyebrows when I heard the woman sitting next to me speaking with her friend.

Lady #1: “You’re eyes look so good today!”

Lady next to me: “Thanks! I have about three eyelashes on each eye now.”

Lady #1: “It seems to take forever but once mine began to return, they came quickly.”

I looked over at my neighbors. The scarves on their heads and hairless faces told me they were probable recovering from some form of cancer treatment. However, the more they spoke, the more beautiful they appeared.

They were two friends who were lovingly supporting each other through a crisis. They weren’t focusing on what they lost but instead on hope and looking for what was returning.

God reminded me that morning, there is beauty in everything and we can see it as long as we’re looking for it.

I still don’t care for the florescent lights but I now view the lines on my face as a reminder that I’ve had much laughter and many sunny days in my life. The hair on my face is a reminder that I also have hair on my head. The grays are proof that God as allowed me many days to love and be loved here on earth and hopefully gained some wisdom along the way.

Take a long look in the mirror my friends – you’re perfectly made.

What do you see when you look in the mirror?

Has God revealed anything to you under His lights?


Last week I was watching my 4 yr and my 2 yr old nephews. My 4 yr old nephew says to me, "Miss Auntie Carrie, why do you look like a grandma?" "Why do you think I look like a grandma?" "Because you have white hair!" Leave it to a child to call it like it is! My grandma looking hair has never bothered me. I think the aging process is a beautiful thing. Or maybe I have to say that so that I feel okay with my white hair and laugh lines. :) Either way, thank you for the reminder to see beauty in all things!

This is a lesson in real life. We should accept for who we are and what God created us to be. - Instant Tax Solutions Ratings

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Laurie is author of I Love Him, I Love Him Not, I Finally Love Him. She asks hard questions, and shares transparent, sometimes funny and sometimes embarrassing, stories all while seeking to find Jesus in daily life.