For the most part, I am pretty successful in avoiding my reflection in the mirror. When I do stand before one, I am usually focusing on the hair, makeup, not my actual self.
And those moments when I do actually look at me - it is with an overly critical eye.
I am my worst enemy.
Since having Adam 30 years ago, I have struggled with my weight. Before that time, I was thin as a rail and could eat as much of anything I wanted, never gaining an ounce. It seems I wore my metabolism out during my youth. The other day I was organizing photos and realized there aren't too many of me. Seems I am also pretty good about avoiding the camera. These photos also made me wish I was as "fat" now as I was back then. Because I am always comparing my body to before pregnancy, I am coming up fat.
"He who gains Wisdom, loves His own soul"(Proverbs 19:8)
To love me as He loves me.
Instead, there are oft times -
I pick up "doubt". I begin to view the inside/out of me from the perspective of the world or self. Comparing, putting down, forgetting.
I know until I die, I have chosen to become more like Christ with each breath I take.
Who am I? to not look at myself - as He sees me.
When looking at "me" through my eyes, I am looking through the distorted image from a sideshow funhouse.
Our ABBA doesn't see fat.
He sees us as "His Beloved".