I looked into the mirror
As I so often do,
Applied a little moisturizer
And some cover too.
I couldn’t help but notice
The creases and lines;
The dark spots and the wrinkles,
All signatures of time.
And as I looked intently
At what the mirror showed,
I couldn’t help the feeling
That I was not alone.
I knew right at that moment
What God was showing me;
That I was missing something,
Yes, I was missing me.
That every time I worry
About how youth has waned,
I lose sight of the wonder
And glory of my days.
And then I saw it clearly
A miracle occurred;
Laid out right there before me,
Like pages being turned.
The little girl who cherished
Her mother and her dad;
The sister in the middle,
The daughter who was bad.
The friend who wears her feelings
Wide-open on her sleeve;
The girl who knows that Jesus
Has come to set her free.
The mom who isn’t perfect
The wife who loves her man;
The Christian who is grateful
For God’s redemptive plan.
Yes, standing at that mirror
Within that space and time,
I saw more than my features
I saw the face, that’s mine.

It’s older. and it’s weathered
The years are plain to see,
But nothing ever changes
The way God looks at me.
The eyes in my reflection
Have seen a lot of things;
The beauty and the heartache
That living life can bring.
Yes, every line and wrinkle
Have their own special place;
For they all tell the story
Of God’s amazing grace.
— By Kathi Miles
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“But those who trust in the Lord will renew their strength; they will soar on eagles wings; they will run and not grow weary; they will walk and not be faint.” — Isaiah 40:31
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