Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Mirror Image

One day I think I scared my oldest son, Ryan.  We were at my in-laws house.  He was standing at entrance to grandma's living room, and I mistook him for my husband.  He's as tall as his dad, and he looks and acts a lot like him.  I walked up beside him, slipped my arm around his waist, and started to lay my head on his shoulder when I realized my mistake.  Ryan looked at me kinda funny.  I told him I thought he was his dad, and he was just lucky I hadn't planted a kiss on him.

When I was thinking about this incident I realized that God calls us as his children to look like him.  Romans 8:29 says, "For those God foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the likeness of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brothers."  There is a sense of pride a parent experiences when their children grow up and look like them.  I like to hear people say, "She's just like her mama." 

"And we, who with unveiled faces all reflect the Lord's glory, are being transformed into his likeness with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit."  (2 Cor. 3:18)   I am a reflection of Jesus.  In order to have a good reflection, I must remain close to him.  I don't want to be a dim reflection.  People should see Jesus clearly in my life.

I wonder if God has a sense of pride when he looks at me.  Does he say, "She looks like one of my children?"  Is his son, Jesus, reflected in the mirror of my life?

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