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The Mirror

"For every look at yourself, take ten looks at Christ He is all together lovely" - Sarah Potts

These words hang in my office as a beautiful reminder of where to find my identity.  Sometimes we can get caught up in who we are that forget who He is and we loose focus and our gaze falls on the mirror.  This is a terrible place to be.  Oh, outwardly it seems fine, even lauded by the world.  But inside, inside we begin to decay when we are disconnected with the One who made us, the One who saved us, the ONLY One who loves us perfectly.  And we begin to NEED to applause of the world and the validation found there.

The great tragedy of this is that the world is ever changing, so that image you gaze upon will have to be ever changing to keep up to be valued.  Today it's hair like this, tomorrow it's skin like that.  Today these are what we wear, tomorrow follow that.  Today eat this, tomorrow not that. Today read this, tomorrow think that.   Today make more, tomorrow spend more.  Today be perfect, tomorrow try harder.  Always, always reflect the current trend that changes with the wind...  We lose ourselves & we are lost.  Gazing in the mirror is a hazard we can't afford.

Looking is different than gazing.  But looking unrestrained, that becomes a gaze.

Gaze defined: look steadily and intently, especially in admiration, surprise, or thought."

Look defined: "To turn ones eyes toward something in order to see"

Seeing is good!  being able to see clearly is great!  Wanna see more clearly? Turn your gaze towards Jesus.  He puts everything into perfect perspective!
One of the best things about Jesus is He is the same yesterday, today & tomorrow.  He NEVER changes!  Whew, that's a relief!  We won't need to worry about what's "in" with Him, we can rest in the assurance of His finished work on the cross. 

When we gaze into our Saviors face His reflection in us grows.  

I've heard it said that you cannot go where you cannot envision.  That the best way to success is focus on a goal.  Funny how the world even understands godly principles that prosper us. 

As a Christ follower our goal is to be like Him. Not only does gazing into our Savior's lovely face give us a vision, it's in fact how we are changed into His image.  

Let's gaze a moment together..

John 1:14 "The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth."

John 3:17  For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him.

Hebrews 12:2 "Looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is seated at the right hand of the throne of God."

Philippians 2:5-8 "In your relationships with one another, have the same mindset as Christ Jesus: Who, being in very nature God, did not consider equality with God something to be used to his own advantage; rather, he made himself nothing by taking the very nature of a servant, being made in human likeness.  And being found in appearance as a man, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to death— even death on a cross!

Oh, oh, this is gaze worthy!  This is timeless beauty.  

Glance in the mirror if you must, but to truly see yourself gaze upon His lovely face...


  1. What wisdom is found here! Every time I visit, I am inspired to look more to my Savior and less inward. Love the quote from Sarah too! I know where she gets her wisdom :)

  2. Thank you for dropping in for awhile. The One who inspires it all gives freely to all and I'm happy to share what He's shared with me. :) That's what this place is all about! You've made my day! Love your heart!


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