Don't Like Your Own Reflection?
“Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new” 2 Corinthians 5:17.
I recently came across an old picture of myself with a vibrant red bob, smokey eyes and a faux leather jacket as I smiled with my drink in Las Vegas. As I sat on the living room floor with my sweatpants on and my hair donning the classic “mom bun,” I didn’t feel like I was looking at myself at all. The change didn’t happen overnight, but I can’t help but look at this picture of who I was, and look at the mirror at who I am, and start to feel a little like a stranger.
My little sister, Shayla, sent me a text saying, “I think people are so quick to tie their identity into what they do or what they look like, and we will never get satisfaction from that. Our identity is soul deep and until we learn to get satisfaction from Christ everything else will leave us with this void in our hearts.”
She knows better than anyone what it means to learn who we are in Christ. When I look at her transformation, I can’t help but cry happy tears for what a great God we serve. Her life gives me hope that I will figure out who I am in due time, but it’s only through finding out who God is.
It’s fall now in South Carolina and this desert girl will never tire of watching the leaves turn from green to orange and finally to brown as they drop to the earth beneath them. The other day while on my morning run, I slowed down to watch the leaves drop down from the trees and shower me like raindrops. I think that was the first moment I experienced, like oak trees in the Fall, how beautiful it is to let dead things go.
I may not have fully grown into the skin God has given me, but if I’m closer to who He designed me to be, I’m okay with waiting to see His creation come to being.
Jesus, thank you for seasons of change. Thank you that with the death of something old, you give us the promise of beautiful rebirth. During these times of transition, keep my eyes on you, so that instead of concern about where I am, I focus confidently on who you are.
WRITTEN BY TARYN LAVEN