"Mirrors" by Stacey Wooddell Imbimbo

Children are born holding mirrors.

Those mirrors reflect who we are…what is in our heart…  

How much we need Jesus!

My first son came along holding a tiny preemie mirror.

His mirror showed me how little I trusted God. Rather, I was placing my trust in my son’s doctors and nurses.

My second son appeared a short 11 months later holding a “SURPRISE” mirror.

His mirror revealed that I needed some serious patience, wisdom, and kind words.  I had two kids under 1, things of course got a bit harder, and sleep was not happening!

My third child arrived the following year with a pink, sparkly mirror.

As I looked in her mirror I saw how much she wants to be like me and how I need Jesus to continue to help me to become more like Him.

I want Jesus to help me to show her love and acceptance.

Each mirror is different.

Yet the message is the same.

I fall short.

Grace.

Mercy.

As a mom I want my reflection to be Jesus!

II CORINTHIANS 3:18

But we all, with unveiled face, beholding as in a MIRROR the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as by the Spirit of the Lord.