On those not so pleasant mornings, the ones when I wake up on the wrong side of the bed, I shuffle to the bathroom and stare in the mirror. "Are we really doing this again today?" On those days, there appears to be a misalignment of my feelings and the routine set out for me.
The image reflected back at me is dull. I am not excited to start the day. On particular mornings, the image is not only dull but desperate. I see the face of a young woman seeking approval and acceptance, feeling as though she is lacking both.
One morning, I sought out the lie I was believing about myself, that I am not worthy, and was hit with a revelation.
The enemy cannot create; he can only counterfeit. He did not and cannot make man in his image. [We were made, fashioned, formed, created in God's image.] So, the enemy will hold up a mirror to reflect an image to you... but, the mirror is awash in distortion. You see the image - a lie - and you start to believe it.
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With this insight in hand, I refuse to subscribe to the distorted image the enemy wants me to see. In this pursuit of Christ, my final appearance will be like God as demonstrated by Jesus's human walk. I will look like a humble, kind bond-servant committed to seeing the kingdom manifest here on earth. As a child of God, I am formed and fashioned in righteousness and am greatly loved by the one who calls me daughter and friend. Any thought that presents itself in contradiction to the truth of who I am in Christ will be cast away and my heart, repositioned to look upon the Father for my true resemblance.
Thank you Lord for the truth! I count it a privilege to look like you, to carry the family resemblance as I walk this earth. Continue to mold me. I will seek you, always.
