My eyes, ugh! The bags. I must have slept on my face. I’ve got to work quick, I’m meeting Amy for breakfast in 30. And this magnifying mirror isn’t helping one bit. It only magnifies what I don’t want to see. Who invented these things anyway, a sadist? Don’t people know there’s a word for not being able to see close as we age?
I went to a conference recently and roomed with a sweet friend, 20 years my junior. She had one makeup bag to my seven. I reasoned that I must be holier than my younger roomy since seven is a number of biblical completeness and surely with seven bags I was completely holy or… completely self-absorbed. Yikes!
So why do I have oceans of potions, concoctions and lotions? Because I’ve listened to the words of the world instead of the words of my Heavenly Father.
Growing up, and into my adult years I have been given nice compliments more times than I can count. And I began to count on it. “You have pretty eyes.” ” You look so put together.” “You have nice skin.” “I love your haircut.”
Don’t get me wrong. I love to hear these nice things, who doesn’t? But I’ve let certain words of affirmation become my only identification. And as the mirror has gotten bigger I’ve started feeling smaller. If I keep up this pace my identity, this identity will cease to exist.
Then, will I know who I really am?
Proverbs 31:30 says, “Charm is deceptive and beauty is fleeting but a woman who fears the Lord will be praised.” (NIV)
Beauty if fleeting. There in lies the problem. I can only chase it. I can’t keep it. Even with oceans of potions one can only restore youth for so long before it’s gone.
Over the years have I become more concerned with my outward appearance than His appearance shining out from within me?
“…but the woman who fears the Lord will be praised.”
“Will be” implies continuing on into the future, eternal, like our God.
Now that’s music to my ears. I need to wrap my identity around who God is and who He sees I am and not who the world says I am.
1 Samuel 16:7 says, “…For the Lord sees not as man sees: man looks on the outward appearance, but the Lord looks a the heart.”
I want to exchange the vanishing for the everlasting and embrace with grace each new line on my face.
Admittedly, I’m not there yet, but God is showing me who I am in Him.
I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Psalm 139:14
I am forgiven. Hebrews 4:16
I am a daughter of the King. 1 John 3:2, Revelation 19:16
I am chosen. 1 Peter 2:9
I am God’s workmanship. Ephesians 2:10
I am more than a conqueror. Romans 8:37
I am the temple of the Holy Spirit. 1 Corinthians 6:19
I am greatly loved. Jeremiah 31:3
And you are too.
My issue is keeping up with “appearances”. What might yours be? Is it appearance like me? Perhaps weight? Color? Education? Status? How twisted our thinking can become when we attach our self-worth to these perishable things. And that’s just what the devil wants. Because when these are depleted we are left with empty. If we attach our self-worth to the One who is worthy we will always be full.
Who will you identify with? The image in the mirror or the One who made the image?
I’m in the process of exchanging one identity for another. And oh please let me start with putting away that magnifying mirror. It never showed me anything I truly wanted to see. I’m still not convinced there isn’t something to the “seven” bags though. I’ll keep them for now, as I take one step forward in grasping the reality of who I really am in Christ.
Posting today on Live Free Thursday
*Photo credit Leanin’ Tree