What Do We Look Like?

What do we look like?  Hair combed or a ratty mess?  Short, tall?  Wrinkled or pressed clothing? While we spend much of our time concerned with our outward appearance maybe we should pause and look inward?  What does our inner self look like?  Made in the image and likeness of God, our grass roots are fabulous but the question arises, “What are we doing to maintain such fabulousness?”  To maintain more than just a reflection, we must look beyond the scope of human identities, we must embrace the depths of love, we must accept that Father’s hand, we must devote ourselves to the promise of life in Christ. Inward we look, introspection not a demoralizing search but rather a morality exploitation and reinvigoration. In the Father’s image we are made thus in the Father’s image we should live; but just how much do we live in His image?  The world presses vanity, popularity, wealth, status all of which leave its own mark upon our person, a mark which tends to impede upon our inward standards. While flexibility aids in withstanding the dilemmas and chaos of the criticism and questionable variance in standards driven by the populous, consistency is key to upholding the reality of our greatness standardized by unconditional, unwavering love of the Father. To see ourselves as love, to accept this truth offered by the Father is to consciously act with grace, with hope and with faith.  How many times a day do we look into the mirror, fix our hair, adjust our clothing or completely change?  How about the next time we look into the mirror we look not at the physical but rather look into our very own self, delve deep into the soul, look not away, look into the eyes staring back, deep into the pupils and make not comments, no criticism. Just look, just feel, just be in the moment with self, with God. See what we really look like. Let emotions be felt yet let no criticism in, just listen and look. We are so concerned about our outward appearance, isn’t it time we work on our inward appearance as well?  Isn’t it time we become the antithesis of a reflection?  Isn’t it time our reality of the Father becomes a fluid motion of action and love coupled within our humanity?