Up until this point in my life, looking into a mirror has been for selfish reasons. I have vainly spent countless hours of my life looking at my outward appearance. I have primped, plucked, and plastered various lotions, creams, and make-up repeatedly to achieve the desired hopes of beauty. I have thought phrases such as: "Dang, I look good." OR "I can't believe I have been in public looking like this all day!"
Shortly, putting on my mascara, brushing my teeth, or curling my hair won't be for me. As I am performing my daily rituals, looking into that porcelain surface, I will be thinking about this family, or that woman, or that man, contemplating how I can serve them today. Performing each task will not be out of vanity, but in the motions of muscle memory. Looking in the mirror I hope I will no longer see myself, but a reflection of Christ.
I will not be there to impress anyone. I will not be there to look good or to reach an outward standard of perfection. What I will be doing, is a remodeling, reconstruction, and reformation of spiritual substance in the deepest chasms of my soul. My goal is to never be able look at my outward self in the mirror the same, ever again, for the beauty of the soul outshines any perfect frame.
"Our bodies are shells housing our greater substance."
-Tammy Hill Professor at BYU.
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