There are so many “cliches” in this world. One that came to my mind this morning was “Don’t judge a book by its cover.” So many times and situations this can be used! For me, it was looking in the mirror. I saw an elderly woman with wrinkled skin, thinning hair, sallow skin, and hooded eyes behind glasses. Who in the world was this? It couldn’t be me. I don’t want to look like this. I want to look like I feel. Or rather like my mind feels.
In my mind, I’m in great shape. I walk for 30 minutes every morning. I clean house, run the vacuum, scrub floors, clean cat litter, dust, sweep the garage, do laundry, cook, and all things necessary to keep a home for me and my two cats. True I can’t do all the things with the vigor I did when I was twenty years younger, but my doctors say I’m doing great.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m very grateful for the stamina, health, and life that God has given me. And I know the body is designed to age appropriately. But it is a shock to look in the mirror in the morning and what I see is not what I feel. Thus, I thought of the words “Don’t judge a book by its cover.” If I were to feel the way I look, I might become the old woman who sits in a rocker with a shawl around her shoulders all day. While that may happen one day, for now I choose to appreciate every day, every breath and live and love. I pray every day for God’s leading, for the Holy Spirit to fill me to overflowing, and for me to not be a stumbling block along the path I walk. I am grateful for all the Lord provides.
And, so, I turn from the mirror, and carefully open the book cover waiting for God to fill the pages. I am a book, and God is the author.