We often hear that our younger daughter Natalie looks like me, and while she also has some of my husband Jonathan’s features, in her eyes and smile I see a reflection of myself. Our older daughter, Hannah, bears more of a resemblance to Jonathan and his mom. One of the thrills of parenthood is seeing these glimpses of ourselves in our children.
This makes me wonder what God sees in me, His daughter. When my Heavenly Father looks at me, does He see His reflection?
The Bible says that we are created in the image of Christ. How can I, with my selfishness and weaknesses and flaws, possibly reflect Christ?
Do I have His eyes? Eyes that see through the bad to the good? Through the prickliness to the insecurity; through the judgment to the hurt? Eyes that see needs?
Are my hands like His? Hands that create, welcome children, bless people, heal, and serve? Hands that meet the needs I see with His eyes?
Are my feet His feet? Feet that go the distance to comfort and spread His good news? Feet that step out in faith and test the water?
All I know for sure is that the cry of my heart – my heart that He softens and shapes with His plans for me, with the losses and the victories – is to reflect Him. The external really makes no difference.
Prayer: Father, thank you that even when my body fails I can still use my gifts for You. Please continue the work You have started in me.
About the Author:
Jennifer LeBlanc lives in Oregon with her husband and two young daughters. She has been on a journey of chronic pain and multiple surgeries since 2005, and is learning new things about trust since her diagnosis of Ankylosing Spondylitis, a chronic inflammatory disease that attacks the spine and other joints, in 2010. Jennifer writes a blog at http://livelifeartfully.blogspot.com