Saturday, December 18, 2010

Can You See It?

I watched as she stepped in front of the mirror, just as she  always did before beginning her day. I knew she was worn out from the trials she had faced—trials that had often left her feeling as though giving up might be easier than pressing on. 

Yet this day was different.
She struggled to open her eyes, as if bright lights had suddenly been turned on after a long time in darkness. 

Slowly adjusting, she began to study her reflection. Aware of a distant light, she felt herself drawn—compelled—to look deeper. As she gazed, she noticed filthy rags standing like silhouettes between her and the light. One by one, they began to fade, weakened by its power.
Each rag name: unforgiveness, pride, fear, doubt, lust, unbelief. 

Her curiosity grew. Where was this light coming from? Even without knowing, she felt comforted simply by its presence. She reached toward the mirror, longing to touch it—as if she wanted her hand to pass straight through and connect with that place of glory beyond.


She leaned in closer, and as she did, her countenance began to change. It was as though she were absorbing the power flowing from the light. Peace and assurance radiated from her face, lifting her beyond herself. She seemed unaware of her surroundings now, still drawn deeper—

until I saw tears fall from her eyes.


In that moment, she bowed her head in reverence.


What is she seeing? I wondered.


I stepped forward from a distance and stood beside her. When she lifted her head, I stood in awe. There she was, dwelling in the image and glory of the Light of the world. Her garments shimmered—white and translucent, a color I had never seen before. Not a spot or wrinkle marred them.
She was held in the very center of His heart.
The image of His glory surrounded her like a shield, covering her from head to toe. She had found a place of safety—and she knew it.
I stood speechless. Wow. I knew it was Jesus radiating from her. Her lips moved softly, and I heard her whisper,


“Why was I afraid? Why did I even doubt?”


2Corinthians 3:16 

Although our hearts were once veiled, when we turn to the Lord, the veil is taken away. Our minds are no longer blinded, for where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty. 

The troubles we face for a moment are working for us a far greater, eternal weight of glory.
The Lord longs for us to be the light of this world—to reflect who He is. He desires for us to dwell in the center of His heart, just as He longs to be at the center of ours. This is a day-by-day process. It requires discipline, prayer, and obedience. At first, our spiritual eyes must adjust, but as we press in deeper, our weaknesses begin to fade and His transformation begins.


2 Corinthians 3:18
But we all, with unveiled face, beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as by the Spirit of the Lord.



These are my thoughts—birthed in prayer and grounded in God’s Word.

Olga
Be_A_Voice


3 comments:

  1. Beautiful.

    It's so hard for us to look into God's Word (the Mirror) and see who we are. BUT it's even harder to allow Him to show us who He's called us to be. The beauty we've been given in Christ can only be seen when we spend time in His presence through prayer, devotion, thinking upon his Word, and worshiping Him.

    So often I would rather behold the fading glory of this world than to look into the living eye's of my Lord.... forgive me Jesus... give me a heart that longs for You.

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  2. Nadia Bricco said: Only when we gaze upon His beauty can we see our own!

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  3. Belen Rios said: wow, thanks for sharing this with us Olga! The Lord has been asking me to deepen in exactly these verses since a couple of months ago. I encourage you to keep documenting the revelation the Lord gives you for His church :) hugs!

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