The Two Way Mirror
I prayed to God; Help me to see myself like others do.
And with those words, I stirred the pot, without the smallest clue.
God being ever faithful, to these types of prayer
Took me to the other side of His two way mirror
And as I stared back at myself, my ears perked up in horror
My brow began to grimace and my heart did pound with fear.
For as I listened closely… to that other me
I heard her ramble on an on without humility.
She pontificated gladly and weighed in on every view
She spoke with true authority… that others never knew
Oh…she knew this and she knew that...all others take a bow
For here stands all true wisdom - just like a mooing cow.
As I watched my shoulders slumped, I turned and looked at God
I said; Why do you love me, when I am such a fraud?
He looked at me with tender eyes and with His heart of love
And said I love you like you are… I only hear your heart.
The words that others hear you say, your actions good and bad
Will slowly change and grow My way ‘til heart and words unite
And as I stared into His face, His grace encompassed me.
Then turning to that two way mirror; the proud fell to her knees.
Rhonda Shelford Jansen