Graphic by Billie.
Reflections
God sets a mirror down for us,
To bounce back sunny days,
He does it when the rain has passed,
To help us see the rays.
The reflection that we see in it,
Is not of hair and skin.
What we see is an image of,
The gloried state we’re in.
Light pink, and brighter orange,
And yellow brighter still.
I sit and look at glory’s frame,
Upon my favorite hill.
The others call it rainbow,
But I know what it is,
A magic mirror in the sky,
That lets us know we’re His.
The body that we occupy down here,
Is nothing like its start,
For one, the most attractive thing,
Has always been the heart.
God looks into our heart and then,
Just for His own amusement.
He gives a glimpse of what He sees,
And laughs at our confusement.
“That doesn’t look at all like me!”
I hear your protests start,
But when you look at other folks,
How can you see their heart?
If you admit there’s beauty,
Reflecting from some source,
Just think how glorious it will be,
When He’s revealed full force.
And you and I are with Him,
And joining in the glow.
Next time you see a rainbow,
I thought you ought to know.
NicknamedBob April 5, 2004
© 2004