You just wake up.
Eyes wide shut.
You have to squeeze energy to keep them open.
Just to see the first light of you in the long mirror.
Ah, relief. The guy we hate is still in the mirror.
The hatred is not generally known. It is tacit in nature.
Like a war happening undercover.
All day you meet people who like you, ignore you, love you, hate you, rely on you,
whereas you put the finger on the problem
when you see you in the mirror.
Do i like i?
Do you like you?
This book i was reading, umm.. an author called Joyce Meyer wrote that one.
She opened my can of worms when she put the finger on my problem.
Every single day, You are the person you spend most of your time with.
So how is your relationship with yourself?
Do you like yourself?
Do you love the person God has made you? Well, yeah, HE loves you. Jesus Loves you the Bible proves that to some degree.
But what do you think? Do you hate that chap in the mirror?
When we cant love ourselves in the way God loves us, how can we love others..?
How can we give love away when we don't have it within?
In Joyce's words - "How can we give away something when we don't have it in the first place?"
Then, is it any wonder we complain about our relationships going dry or sore?
OH, it just struck me now. Jesus commands his followers -
"Love your neighbour as you love yourself."
God help those who are neighbours of someone who doesn't like himself/herself.
Stop the struggle.
Stop going to war with the fellow you meet in the mirror.
You will meet the fellow again tomorrow. Unless you die today.
So since you gonna meet the mirror fellow again, isn't it time to just let the person in the mirror enjoy himself/herself?
Let it happen. :)
Go hug the mirror now if you saw Jesus solve the war within you today.
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The person JC made aint the person who stands there today. Just as my football boots and shorts after a match aint the same colour as how the manufacturer made it. Its black and brown and sometimes even red!!
And you want me to love that jerk? You want me to embrace the jerk that I know I am, when I know deep inside that I just the kind of guy I would ask my daughter to stay away from!
Maybe love needs to be re-defined. Maybe loving oneself may just mean not hating ourselves. Maybe it just stands for self-tolerance.
...Or maybe not.
Hey..
That was frank of you.
After the football match,there is a bath they all take.
Water washes away the brown and red.
Blood shall wash away what remains on the inside.
Maybe not,may not apply here. again,maybe not.
And,yeah bro, the filth we have,and i am telling this to myself too,can be washed by Him who can see the filth.
Imago Dei. How terribly true,we.. (WE !) ,made in the image of God.
for His purposes.
True..
so your saying... love the shorts after they're washed?
Love AFTER washing?
i never said that.
Love Before washing?
thats upto us na..
it all boils down to Choice na?
Even Love?
(Sometimes i feel Jesus has NO choice about loving jerks like me.. it's in His blood :D )
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