Mirror, mirror on the wall, whom is it that you see, after all?
Who do you see? Who is reflecting back at you? There are so many images of ourselves that we portray, which one do we believe in? Which one is true? Which one is it that the world around us can trust?
We are all so unique, yet so much alike. Put us in familiar surroundings and we lose all inhibitions. We're 17 again and life has no boundaries. Put us in a corner and you may have the fight of your life on your hands. Put us on a pedestal and you'll forever have a treasure in your hands. Complex and adaptive as we are, we are all the same. Deep down, beyond the surface. Underneath the facade. Our hearts beat with the same expectation. Our arms ache for the warmth of an embrace. Our minds race with thoughts of adventure. Our spirits thrive for freedom, yet at the same time for a sense of belonging.
Mirror, mirror on the wall, whom is it that you see, after all?
We are reflections of one another. You, looking back at me. Me looking back at you. Knowing this should make it easier to accept one another. To feel a kinship. A brotherhood. A sisterhood.
Yet, we tear each other down. I've heard it said that we loath in other's that which is in us. I believe that to be true. That thing, which we mostly criticize in someone, is the one ugly thing we are constantly working on in ourselves.
Be the reflection you want to see looking back at you. Be the friend, the cheerleader and companion. The supporter and encourager. Be the one who lifts up. Be the first to offer a hand and a smile. Be the reflection you want to see looking back at you.
1 Corinthians 13:12~13 For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known. 13. And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
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