What is my Reflection?

For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also am known. I Corinthians 13:12 NKJV

I am amazed every morning as I walk by the pond in our neighborhood. Some days its reflections take on the look of a watercolour on canvas. The beauty secret of our humble pond is not its size or even depth, but its stillness.

Do you sometimes wonder what people see when they look at our lives? Not many of us are rich, famous or amazingly smart. Neither our best efforts or our loudest boasting can change who God created us to be.

But there is a great victory in acceptance of who we truly are. Acceptance of God’s gift of grace gives us a quietness to our soul. As the peace of that stillness spreads across the surface of our life we will effortlessly reflect the vivid colors of the beauty of our Lord…

In the Shadow

Often when I think of the shadow of the cross it brings to mind an image sorrow brooding like a storm on the horizon. But during worship on Sunday morning I saw that shadow as my place of protection. When the darkness of death covered the life of Jesus on the cross, its shadow covered me by His grace. In the moment that the punishment for my sins required the precious blood of the spotless Lamb of God my forgiveness and life were born in the shadow of my Savior’s cross.

He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. Psalms 91:1 KJV