How a person sees herself is absolutely crucial. The lens through which I see my reflection may be tainted by sadness, pain, abuse, hurt – all my past mistakes – the things that I have done and the things that have been done to me. Or, my view can be rose-colored, choosing to see only the good, perhaps in deep denial – hoping to hide my many short-comings from myself and others. Either version seems a bit “off”.
Reflecting on a quote from a sermon I heard recently, “What you believe about God is the most important thing about you.” Whoa. Chew on that for a minute.
Do you see the connection of what you believe about God and what you believe about yourself? For me as a believer, what I believe about my Heavenly Father is a direct reflection of what I believe about myself. Do I see in the reflection, a woman created in the image of the Most High King? For many, many years, no.
There is always hope when God is involved. I did not used to see someone I liked when I looked in the mirror or caught my reflection unexpectedly. I used to struggle with self-loathing, toxic shame, and low self-worth. Basic self-care was a chore. If you struggle with this, you may understand – taking showers, going grocery shopping for healthy food, preparing said healthy food, cleaning up afterwards, making sure clothes are ready to go for the week, laundry done and put away… If you don’t really like yourself, let alone LOVE yourself, these things can become a struggle. If you believe you have no value or worth, then what’s the point of a healthy meal?
As God and I worked my journey of recovery from past hurts, habits and hang-ups, over time, with healing and willingness, I began to see a different person when I looked into the mirror. I started to actually LIKE her a little. I thought she had a few cools things going on. She’s pretty funny, too. And, she can harmonize.
Do I see Him in my eyes? Him in whose image I am created? That’s what I should see – that’s what I want to see because I believe that is how He sees me; only love, only compassion, only excitement… sheer anticipation bursting at the seams of His heart – like watching my own child achieve something exciting, reaching a milestone, or maybe just making his bed without being asked. (He he…) That’s what only my heart can feel, and my mind has not enough capacity to put into words. I’m proud of him because he’s my kid and for no other reason. There doesn’t really need to be one.
I know that MY DADDY GOD, The Creator, thinks I am amazing because He made me in HIS IMAGE. I am not a mistake, not wrong, not unimportant in His view. And, I also know this – He absolutely thinks YOU are AMAZING, too. He loves you and wants you to know that He moved heaven and earth, for you. He gave His only begotten Son, for you. Soak it in, my friend, and let that truth seep deep down, all the way to your toes. Let it change your thinking about yourself. I did, and it did. You are a masterpiece.
Anyone who is joined to Christ is a new being; the old is gone, the new has come. 2 Corinthians 5:17 GNB (https://www.bible.com/bible/296/2CO.5.17.GNB)