Mirror
This morning, Macy (my three year-old) sat on my lap as I finished up blow-drying my hair. I do this particular activity from the “seat” of the toilet – lid down! – and the toilet faces the bathroom mirror. I said something to her and she responded with a particular expression that I recognized immediately as my own.
Dan was in the bedroom so I called to him, “Just now I saw exactly what people mean when they say she looks like me!”
This morning it was a pleasant experience when I saw myself in my beautiful daughter. Sometimes it isn’t so pretty. I’ve heard my oldest, Jesse, scold his sisters harshly and knew it was my tone and language he had adopted. I’ve watched my daughter Ada boss her playmates and was struck by my own need for control.
And this afternoon I’m just wondering what God hears and sees coming from me . . . if I am His mirror.
Beautiful picture! I definitely like that reflection of you.
Anna sent that picture to me – I love it! Need to frame it or something. I have a list of those . . . : )
OH how true. I hear Marissa bossing Shelby and her friends and realize where that comes from and it makes me ashamed…
I’ve been extra-conscious lately of how I sound, and pray that God will help me reflect His love in me, instead of my own sinful nature. God is answering, because in a certain situation just yesterday I felt compelled to pray for someone I would have normally flown off the handle at for what they said and did…
Aargh, Felic, I have a list of those too!
Oh BOY do I see you in that expression above. You’re angelic, and it shows in HER face. I LOVE THIS POST.
She is adorable!
Sometimes my mom will do something and it hits me, I do that too! That exact look!
It’s always a cool moment.
Well-put. Couldn’t have said it better myself. And this picture really could have been you back in the day.