Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here!
2 Corinthians 5:17 (NIV)
Reflected in the mirror, those worldly-blue eyes,
Exquisitely lined, eyelashes thickened,
China-blue like a porcelain doll,
"It finishes the look,"
She said, applying the touch of pink, just so,
To lips already as perfect as a freshly picked peach.
A painted dress-to-impress mask for all the world to see.
I tried it.
the lipstick and the gloss
And just couldn't master the skill
Of leaving bits of pink on straws
And glasses
And napkins
And boyfriends.
Apparently I wasn't finished enough.
Or pretty enough
Or dressed enough
Or polished enough
Or skinny enough
Or smart enough
Or easy enough.
Or perfect enough for all the world to see.
Years.
It took years for me to realize
That I would never be enough
By myself.
That I thought finished meant success
Meant perfection and polish
An end to the journey
But it doesn't.
"It is finished," He said from the cross.
But it wasn't.
It was just beginning
He gave up his spirit
For us
Because no matter who we are
No matter where we've been
No matter what we've done
We are enough for him.
He finishes us.
Linking today with 5-Minute Friday
