This morning when I woke up and looked in my mirror, I began to wonder about my purpose in life. OK, what was really going on was; “I felt a sense of uselessness, like my mind was out of touch with my heart, I felt perplexed about my life’s responsibilities. A voice was telling me to think about my life, my purpose and my past very carefully so I could receive the assignment God has for me. It was like the the story of my life was about to be re-written, and in a good way. God is so good!
The fairy tales I’ve come to love were about to be no more, they were slowly loosing steam. For that matter I’m losing steam too, as in not getting any younger. But today my Lord was allowing me to take a sneak peak into the mirror of my soul, so He could show me how much work I have to do. Yep, my life is no where near perfect or like it should be…let’s cut through the crap; I must do more of what He wants me to do and I can accept that.
To my benefit I stayed in the mirror of my soul for a while, even though in most cases…. when you study a situation too long, you study it wrong. You do that because you over analyze simple things and under-estimate complicated crucial things. But that did not happen to me this morning when I studied long. Instead my life flashed before me; I realized I don’t have it so bad after-all. More importantly, I started to like what I saw, and appreciate what I have more than ever before. To my surprise God showed me that I have arrived, but I am still his work in progress. You see being born again is a process that requires a life-long work. My life is not perfect by any means, but God showed me how my imperfections define his purpose for my life. That mirror of my soul is a complex tool, designed to periodically ignite a fire in me that only He can smother.
Mirror mirror deep down in my soul, thank you for pointing out that his love has not grown cold, nor has his memory of this child faded. Instead He’s helping me show myself worthy, by removing the mask. What that does is remind me that I’m not the fairest or perfect of them all, He is. Though I didn’t initially like or comprehend what I experienced while looking in my mirror, in the end I came out loving the lesson.
In essence, I’ve got a lot of work to do; and my plate is full, because the “pity party” is no more. “Yet life is better than I ever imagined it could be, it’s better than good again!”
This morning, the mirror deep down in my soul was the teacher and it gave me a lecture, which essentially taught me to look deeper, so I could see what lies beneath that pride and/ or human exterior. I had to take me out of the equation.
Going to the mirror deep down in my soul, as though something critical was missing in my life, was the same as presenting myself to God, in full submission, as if He was not in my life at all. This all started when I woke up feeling sorry for myself, unfulfilled and void. Sadly I placed myself in a position of feeling discontent, when I allowed a spirit not becoming of Christ to infiltrate my heart. For that I’m sorry, but thank God my madness and selfishness only lasted a minute…If you don’t put God first in your life, living becomes a miserable business.
There was a man all alone;
he had neither son nor brother.
There was no end to his toil,
yet his eyes were not content with his wealth.
“For whom am I toiling,” he asked,
“and why am I depriving myself of enjoyment?”
This too is meaningless—
a miserable business! Ecclesiastes 4:8