Just last night I had some time alone to go shopping, clothes shopping no less. So out into the blistering cold I trudged, finding my way to the local mall to where I had a gift card.
Taking a deep breath I wandered my way through the billions of racks amidst the blaring lights, finding it a rather unpleasant task quite frankly. I walked around waiting for something to catch my eye. Nothing really did, until I saw a brand name I love and trust and suddenly I was in business. Exploring my new potential possibilities, I managed to find a few items that struck me, so off to the dressing room I went. I was somewhat expectant I must admit, until I tried on the first item as I watched myself in the insidious flickering florescent lit mirror. Then it hit me! Why, oh why, are dressing room mirrors so cruel? Will they ever be kind again? Deep sigh......I decided to go hunt for a new winter coat, in lieu of the clothing I so desperately wished would just fit right and make me happy.
I actually find this whole scenario quite humorous. I realized that blasted dressing room mirror was much like the law. It points out all your blemishes and doesn't lift a finger to help. There is nothing wrong with that mirror, I can't get mad at it now can I. Ha! But guess what, I sure as heck don't have to stand in front of it and be scrutinized now do I. Notice how I quickly ran to find a coat to wear instead. Ha, I thought, how wonderful it is that I can wear my Father's glory coat instead and not worry about all the imperfections underneath. He sure isn't worried 'bout them, he doesn't even see them. To Him, I am perfect!!!
For what the law could not do.....................Grace has done!!!