These are days when I avoid more than a fleeting, perfunctory glance in glass.
Checking for unruly hair, smudges and smears while avoiding noting the passage of years.
It makes me sad and discouraged at times to mark the passing of time and all that’s left undone as another year closes.
So this is a season of seeking to see myself more in the mirror of Christ and to lean toward His glorious light.
Aiming during Advent to focus more sharply on His image rather than my own.
I want to be awed and amazed once more as I become immersed in His grace and glory-story.
I want to reflect more deeply on the light of His coming and the gift of His presence.
With these thoughts in mind, I share my best poetic five-minute-friday offering with you.
I gaze into glass and it reflects back
a clear-eyed image of me
with uncanny accuracy
My present and past lay revealed
yet I feel it doesn’t really see
deep inside the whole of my soul
It reflects back the way years, pain and tears
have etched their stain hard on my visage
and how I’ve been beaten down by care,
wearing signs of sickness on the surface
So I turn instead to the much-thumbed
book beside my bed, and begin
to read as it continues reading me
I see myself with startling clarity
It reveals who I am in the process of
becoming when reflected in its depths
Here I am mirrored in Christ
shining forth His life
And it reflects all I can be as I
live out its truth, surrender
my time, my years, my life
Now I turn gentler toward
the mirror of glass
knowing its image is transitory,
passing, nothing that lasts
Because the only thing
that fully reflects my
passage on earth
is my faith in Christ
through the ever exalting
state of new birth
Joining with fellow word wranglers at Kate Motaung’s site today as we wrestle to pin them to a page in 5 minutes flat. This week’s prompt is ‘reflect’.
It’s a lovely, encouraging, supportive community who meet there every Friday. Come join us? You’re very welcome to take part or just drop by here to read the words being shared.