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I look into the mirror,
And I don’t like who I see.
An awkward, blemished person
Who cannot really be me.
I claw my skin and look in;
My filthy heart is rotting,
Is heinous like none else,
Is sin-clogged, hardly pumping.
I turn away, disgusted,
To beautiful Jesus' gaze.
His eyes show no repulsion
As His pierced hands touch my face.
He strips all my ugliness;
He swathes me with His beauty.
He carves out my foul, sick heart;
A newborn one He gives me.
I smile into the mirror,
And I see Jesus, clearer.
I go with Him; the old me
Is left beneath the mirror.
Lauren, that is so beautiful!!! You did an amazing job! And those are such comforting truths!
ReplyDeleteLove it! Thanks for sharing. :)
ReplyDeleteThat, my dear, is superb!
ReplyDeleteLynnae--Those truths comfort me as well, so often! This world focuses on good self-esteem, but really I must focus on who I am in Christ!
ReplyDeleteNela--You're welcome! Thank you for reading!
Debbie-Lynne--It's good to hear from you again! Your encouraging words always bring a smile to my face! (-:
Beautiful poem, Lauren!
ReplyDeleteIt goes along with some thoughts I had this morning in church. Only Christ knows the real me and though I want to "hide" in shame, I instead must run humbly to Him. To the only One who can change the real me to become who He intended me to be - like Him.
Beautiful, Lauren! The "I claw my skin" made me think of Eustace - we really are so helpless to change ourselves...
ReplyDeleteWonderful, thank you for sharing!
ReplyDeleteRuthie--I'm so glad that Christ, in knowing the real me, yet loves me! That is the amazing thing!
ReplyDeleteSarah--I can't remember if I was thinking of Eustace when I originally wrote this, but I know that thought came to me as well when I was refining the poem to post! I love that part of Eustace's story!
TC--Thank you! (-: