Mirror, Mirror on the wall.
Mirror, Mirror on the wall, Have I got it?
‘Cause Mirror you’ve always told me who I am
I’m finding it’s not easy to be perfect
So sorry you won’t define me
Sorry you don’t own me
Who are you to tell me
That I’m less than what I should be?
Who are you? Who are you?
I don’t need to listen
To the list of things I should do
I won’t try, I won’t try
Mirror I am seeing a new reflection
I’m looking into the eyes of He who made me
And to Him I have beauty beyond compare
I know He defines me
You don’t define me, you don’t define me
Those are the lyrics to the Barlow Girl song Mirror. Now I will share my story. Growing up I got put down a lot and it caused me to have a lack of self-confidence big time. The past two years especially have been a struggle for me. I hated how I looked. I felt that everything I did was wrong. I never participated in class or came up with my own opinions because I always felt I was wrong. I had a strong desire for attention and it led to me being upset frequently. And how did I handle that? Not the good way, trust me. It began with an obsession about staying healthy which was ok because I played soccer and volleyball, but it later became skipping meals here and there. And then it got to the point where all I needed was a meal a day and I was ok with that. Some people worried about me but I reassured them it was fine. One day I decided it wasn’t what I wanted anymore. I told my older brother, Tim, about what I was doing and he told me that it was terrible for me and that I had to start eating two meals a day at least. I love him a lot and therefore wanted to do what he asked so I did. There were days where I would get really upset and every once in awhile I wouldn’t do what he asked, but for months I ate two meals a day because Tim asked me to. Now after awhile I knew this wouldn’t work forever because if I was ever mad at Tim, I wouldn’t eat just to spite him. So I began to pray more intensely about it and get to confession about it. I kept asking God to convince me I was beautiful. My friends told me, hundreds of hundereds of times, but I never believed them. I was at skylodge over the summer and for some reason something hit me. It may have been the girls around me-the ones who were beautiful on the inside (Crystal and Jocelyn-I love you guys. Just so you know) – but something changed in me. I still struggle every once in awhile but I have begun to realize that people care about and love me, and that no matter what anyone says-I am beautiful.
Now I want all of you ladies out there to realize that. Our culture feeds you all this crap about how you should be perfectly skinny with big boobs and a painted on face. Well you know what? All it is is a lie. Trust me. Don’t believe the garbage they feed you. Think about some of the most beautiful people you know…Are they beautiful because of their small jean size? How about because of their eyeshadow and cover up? I doubt it. I know some of the most beautiful girls in my life are the ones who radiate joy from their hearts. They smile all the time and are constantly caring about other people. Those are the people who are beautiful. So next time you look in the mirror, remember that the mirror doesn’t define who you are. God created you in HIS IMAGE. He loves you. You are beautiful. And if you ever need to be reassured you give me a call.
The reason I posted the lyrics to this song is because this is the song I listen to not only when I did something out of my comfort zone or extraordinarily well, but when I’m down about myself. Blast it and sing it until you believe it’s the truth. If you don’t really care for the song, another one I like is Evanescence-Everybody’s fool.
God Bless.
A girl with God given beauty.
