When I live in a house that's not my mom's or a dorm or the Cliffs I don't think I'm going to have mirrors in it.
Or maybe just one. With limited, morning-time viewing time. Then it'll be covered up.
This might just be something girls do. But that I am, so this I do:
I'll spend my day (some days) feeling pretty good about myself and how I look. I feel confident, healthy.
Good. (a word that is now cheapened. we'll talk about that later)
I'll walk into a bathroom, or past a window, or need to go through a glass door (even though I'm not green.)
And I'll see my reflection. I'll see me. Instead of my idea of me.
And most days, that confidence, healthiness, goodness evaporates.
I think "Man, I don't remember me lookin' like that." And sigh.
So, I will not have excessive mirrors in my house in an effort to avoid those times.
Because it is much easier to deal with that than to deal with learning how beautiful I am to God.
Than learning how my heart's beauty matters much more than my body's beauty.
(this one is hard because my heart doesn't feel too beautiful sometimes)