I believe God’s creation was meant to reflect His glory. I love the sky. Sunrises, clouds drifting across blue sky, fog obscuring sky, sunsets, star filled night sky. The sky reflects God’s glory to me.
But we are to reflect His glory more than any other aspect of His creation.
Yet we fail miserably. All you have to do is turn on the news. Or take a trip to Walmart.
I forget this. I fail at this. I fail at this as a mother, a wife, a friend, a daughter, a sister; I fail at this in every role I wear.
But that does not make it any less true. We were created in the image of God. Isn’t that mind-blowing? That even though the great I AM knew before He even created time that we would fail, He still created us in His image?
I want the different roles I have been given to be the image of Him. I want to remember that even when I fail (which is daily) that those failures do not negate that He still created me in His image and I can try and try again.
I want what I do to also bear His image. I want my photography to serve families. Yes, it is a business, but my hope and prayer is that He uses it to bless the families I photograph, that somehow my work will speak of Him and bear His image.
I want my writing, however little it is these days, to show Him.
I want my business as an essential oils distributor to bear His image, that people will find relief and healing through His creation. I want them to see Him and know His natural remedies.
We are to bear His image in all that we do. Intimidating when you think about it that way isn’t it? I’m supposed to bear His image when the store clerk is rude, when someone cuts me off in traffic, when my child has still not put in his rubber bands on his braces after the fiftieth time I have asked.
In my own strength I will fail at this every. Single. Time.
Only in Him and His strength can we bear His image as He originally created us.