The other night my wife (---> that is her picture to the right) told me that my eyes were like "mirrors to my soul". We laughed as she corrected herself to the usual "windows to the soul" line. But, it got me thinking... how often are my eyes more like mirrors than windows? How often do I show people what I think they want to see instead of what is actually there?
So many times my life acts like a mirror, attempting to recreate my surroundings so that I reflect back an acceptable image to my culture. If I look at the life of Jesus it plays out more like a window; continuously open for others to look into. It had to be discomforting to be around someone so open, so willing to become vulnerable and intimate. I hope that as I grow to become more like Him that my eyes (and the rest of me for that matter) really do become windows into my soul. When that happens people will no longer just be seeing me; they will also be seeing the new soul that Jesus is making inside of me.
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