In my daughter's room sits a lovely piece of furniture.
It found us one day at an estate sale and it has made its place in her room.
It is very old and through the years, I suppose many young or not-so-young ladies have peered into its mirror.
What did they see there?
Blemishes or Beauty?
Insignificance or Importance?
A mess or a masterpiece?
What the world sees? Or what God sees?
For many years, I felt ugly, unloved and forgettable.
When I looked in the mirror, all I saw was shame.
Sin and its choices had ruined me.
Unforgiveness and anger and self-pity were what I saw when I looked at my image.
I thought makeup and concealer would help.
I thought a new hairstyle, or maybe a new hair color would help.
New clothes couldn't even hide the loathsomeness I felt about myself.
Then I took a closer look at myself one day- I mean, really peered deeply into my reflection.
Do you know what I heard?
I heard Jesus gently speaking to me.
Do you know what he said?
He said, "You are beautiful."
He told me that he could make me a totally new creation.
And He has.
That is not to say that there hasn't been a lot of pain involved when I finally saw the truth about myself.
But, I am no longer the person I used to see in the mirror.
I know now that my beauty is not on the outside (that is ever so slowly fading away).
True beauty comes from knowing by Whom I'm treasured.
What do you hear when you look at yourself in the mirror?
I am praying that you hear: "You are beautiful."
Because you truly are.