When I look into a mirror, what do I see?
Who is it I see, staring back at me?
I don't see me yesterday...
for those days are gone...
They have taken their toll, left some scars,
and moved on.
I don't see who it was that I used to be,
The old me is not what I see.
I don't see me tomorrow...
Those days have yet to come.
I don't see silver hair and wrinkles
although I'm sure I may have some.
Who knows what the future may hold...
But I don't see me today as old.
This day is what matters. It isn't my past.
Though I see the scars...how God has healed them is what lasts.
It isn't my future and what it may hold,
Over those things only God has control.
But what matters is today, right this very minute
Not the skin that I am, but the Jesus in it.
Am I living in yesterday and all that it was
Am I waiting for tomorrow, hoping it soon comes
Or am I living today from Beginning to the End
The Alpha, The Omega, My Counselor, My Friend
Am I living for Christ, ceasing every breath He gives
And living to be living proof that My Savior lives
Am I taking every moment to not just look at me
When I see my reflection,
Is it Jesus that I see?