My mirror is blurry.
I can’t see my reflection clearly.
Or maybe I don’t like what I see because it’s distorted..
No, I’m not deformed.
well, … maybe
the mindset of who I shoulda-woulda-want to be is.
Yeah it’s a shady image alright!
I see my eyes but the lips are Marys.
and I must admit
Joseline’s perfect nose doesn’t sit well with me.
My ears look smaller just as I’ve always wanted
for naturally, I have big ears.
But with this, no one can make fun of me
‘elephant ears, ears so big you must’ve heard the sun come out’
no one can say that now, so I don’t have to hate me.
But really, how does she do it?? Adjoa’s ears are so itchy. I miss my biggies. You guessed right!.
The blurred vision is not my mirror’s fault.
It’s years of comparing my life with others, in all aspects.
From infancy all I wanted was to be the teacher’s pet.
I was the one supposed to get all those awards, not Stephen.
And the scholarship Michael got?_ plain cheating.
But don’t blame me..everyone wants to be seen!
It’s called validation, and I love me some adoration.
See in my society, everybody follows what’s trending;
Snapchat, tinder, and let’s not forget twerking.
quotes flying around to puff us up; ‘life is short so I choose my hustle..no time for haters, I’m the boss and I’m slaying’.
I’m not of the world so forget the unbelievers.
But I must confess, even in church I do compare!
Brother Mike is so much deeper these days..
see how fast God is elevating him! what about me?
I mean, no shade, but I’ve known God longer!
Ask around and take a seat.
been here so long i might as well be the church owner!
Let me quietly partner with hate and bitterness while sipping tea..
fresh annointing? we’re all here! we’ll see…
Years of comparison and all I’ve done is tear down this temple
Rebuilding it with other people’s standards..they call it perfection!
only, I really don’t like what I’m seeing.
Never paused to assess what I was doing.
I forgot they are aren’t God and He does is good..including His original version of me!
See it’s ok that I think differently.. I AM different!
The bible never said to conform to the world
I refuse to let my vision be distorted by standards of society.
So bleaching creams, waist trainers, plastic surgery all for that ‘perfect’ body?? No thanks!
that model can never rock this body.
I am the best version of me! custom-made…you only get One me!.
My name is engraved in the palm of His hand so even He applauds my individuality!
So maybe my mirror has been shady..
sarcastically reminding me of how silly I’ve been.
There’s a thin line between drawing inspiration and comparison..
the latter breeds either jealousy or pride..with no in-between
so really..
‘magic mirror on my wall, who is the fairest version of me?’
”famed is His beauty and majesty! But hold, a lovely you I see. Rags cannot hide your gentle grace..
Alas! you are fairest when you seek His face!”
Keep your eyes on your own paper.
Life may be an exam and we have one examiner..
But God is so wise, He made sure to give each one a different question paper_ 6.7billion and counting…
I will keep my eyes fixed on Jesus..
and just maybe..
my mirror will reflect the real me..
In all His perfect glory!
~sheyla~