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Mirror, Mirror on the Wall

Remember the story? Sleeping Beauty's wicked queen-stepmother posed a question every morning to her magic mirror. "Mirror, mirror, on the wall... Who's the fairest of them all?" Her hungry ego craved hearing the daily affirmation of the mirror. "You, oh Queen... you are the fairest in all the land!"
Affirmation. Now, that's a gnawing need of many a fair lady (and gent, I might add). I recently read, and recommend, the book by John and Staci Eldridge, "Captivating". These authors attest that we all are born with questions that drive us. Girls want to know, "Am I lovely? Do you see me? Do you want me? Am I captivating?" (The book for guys by the same author, is "Wild at Heart" - boys want to know, "Am I Enough?")
After a bit of study, I realize why - with our innate need for affirmation - the enemy starts in the mirror. On most days, he has us defeated before we leave our bathroom. Unsafe people have answered our childish questions and now, the grown up girl flounders in self-loathing, pain and hopelessness. She can barely make eye contact with the mirror, as she adjusts her mask of indifference over her wounded heart and broken spirit.
I am so grateful that I know how much Jesus loves me. His approval is all I need. His acknowledgment of who I am gives me confidence, courage and contentment. I don't need anyone else to affirm the girl in the mirror. I am lovely - because Jesus sees me as lovely. He wants me - He chose me! I have captivated His heart!
I will write more about the girl in the mirror... I will explain to you why the devil despises her beauty and tries to undermine her confidence. I will talk to you about the three dimensions of the mirror - and how to recognize the true beauty of your reflection. My goal is to lead you to healing, forgiveness and victory! Stay tuned...

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