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I am no fan of the mirror.
I mean, I use it. I need to run the brush through my hair and put on my lipstick and make sure whatever hat I'm wearing today is on straight, but generally speaking, I'd just as soon take a pass on looking at the mirror.
I think it's because most of the time when I look, I see what I don't want to see. The uneven skin tone. The way-too-grey-for-a-36-year-old roots. The lop-sided eyes. The crooked teeth. One fault after another. All right there in living color, reflected back to me. :::shudder:::
Reflections can be really unpleasant at times. It can be really easy to focus in on a single defect (or several defects) and allow them to completely define me.
I get that same feeling with my kids at times. I'll hear them say something awful or see negative behavior from them that I completely recognize as coming from me. It's easy to see all of my flaws as a parent (and as a person) when I see my children doing some of the same things that I hate in myself.
But reflections can be beautiful as well. Some days I can look in the mirror and what I see makes me happy. A smile that reflects my heart. Eyes that dance when I think about my family. Hair that happens to drape just the right way. Little things that brighten my day.
Sometimes I see that from my children as well. I'll see compassion. I'll see humor. I'll see selflessness. I'll hear words that I've heard coming from my own mouth that don't embarrass me to hear repeated. And I realize that while some of my negative traits show up in my children, some of my positive attributes can also be reflected.
And it's the same in my own life. It's easy for me to reflect the negative things that are a part of my world. To spew back hatred and anger and negativity that can seem somewhat prevalent in our culture. To focus in on the bad things that I see in the media. To allow cynicism and criticism to be my primary modes of communication.
But then I'm reminded of Christ's words, "By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another."
Reflections of love? Yeah, that sounds like something I wouldn't mind seeing in the mirror.
This was a part of the One Word at a Time Blog Carnival hosted by Peter Pollock. You can read more posts about Reflection and submit your own here.