When I look in the mirror I see two people…
A pleasant-looking female… born with 2 eyes, 1 nose, 1 mouth.. no defects.
Fair skin without blemishes.
I thought in my heart, “God has been kind to her”..
As I admire the reflection, someone cautiously emerges from the shadows..
She has been there all the time.. silently lurking in the shallows..
She has seen tough times.. some were the darkest moments of her life.
When I see her, I see a failure… a mistake..
A deep sense of shame filled my heart.. Immediately, I turned away from her.
Why is my pulse racing?
I found myself panting, but I wasn’t breathless.
Slowly, I dug up my courage to look into her eyes..
“Failure is not final..” I said to her.
She needs encouragement too.
Only when we’re brave enough to explore the darkness will we discover the infinite power of our light.
No one is perfect and everyone makes mistakes… and will continue to make them.
We may avoid, run away or ignore those feelings of shame… but until we are brave enough to face it and embrace it, then can we be at peace with ourselves.
Failure is not final.
This post is a post from The Daily Prompt: Mirror, Mirror