For now we are looking in a mirror that gives only a dim (blurred) reflection [of reality as in a riddle or enigma], but then [when perfection comes] we shall see in reality and face to face! Now I know in part (imperfectly), but then I shall know and understand fully and clearly, even in the same manner as I have been fully and clearly known and understood [by God].
(1 Corinthians 13:12 AMP)
I have this old mirror that is presently hanging in my closet above my dresser. For right now I use it to see if the earings or necklace look 'right' when I'm getting dressed. But this old mirror has quite the history with me.
I think I got the mirror when I was in high school. Growing up in the old Shaw farm house, there was only one small bathroom and with seven people in the house, the bathroom could not be used to do things like fix your hair or put on makeup. With five women in the house, it would be a major traffic jam at times, so all us girls learned to use the kitchen table to be our place to put on makeup and do our hair. So about the time those things became important (to some extent) in my life, I got this mirror. It's a simple round mirror with a metal frame, and wire stand. One side is magnified the other normal reflection.
I remember taking it to college with me, and of course remained with me when Todd and I married. I always found some use for it. When the kids were younger and we had a popup camper, it became the camper mirror. It was great, it could be hung on a hook when in use, and adjust it's angle and fold it up flat and store it away when it was time to pack up.
After it's popup camper days it got moved to our fifth wheel camper. You just never know when you'll need an extra mirror. Then in June of 2011 we were hit by a tornado. In the morning, we found our fifth wheel camper, across the road, and blowed to bits for several miles across the hay field. It took us a couple days to clean up the mess. Load after load of debris was hauled off to the garbage pit on the ranch. Our boss came with the tractor to haul off the base frame to the pit. While hauling it away, it slipped off the tractor's loader, and crashed to the ground. When it did, my old mirror fell out of where it was tucked away at, and landed on the gravel road. I picked it up, amazed it was unbroken. The frame was a little bent, but other than that, it was unscathed. How it survived through all that I don't know, cause as you know mirrors are quite easily broken. I decided to keep it as a constant reminder that even though the storms of life can come and blow things to pieces, and cause havock in your life, God can still protect you and keep you from being broken.
So now it hangs in my closet, safe and secure, reminding me daily, that that reflection of who I see in the mirror, is one who God loves, one who can survive the storms, one who has been tossed about, but not broken. I wish it would reflect someone 40 pounds lighter, but it's not magical, it's just reflects what is in front of it. It's not magical, but I still say it's a miracle mirror. It survived somethings that should have totally destroyed it, but it's still all together. I too, have been through some storms, that could have possibly destroyed me, but God has held me together, and kept me from being totally broken. That's the goodness and the grace of God in action!