Mirror, Mirror, on the Wall…

By Graham Glover

Want to see something scary? Something that should completely frighten you?

Look in a mirror.

Scared of what you’ll see? You should be.

But go ahead and do it anyway. Come on, don’t be chicken. Look in a mirror.

It’d be better if it were a full-length one, something you can stand in front of. You really should see more than just your face. Ideally, I want you to see as much of yourself as possible.

Go on. Look.

Really look.

Scary, isn’t it? Utterly frightening. What you see starring back at you should send a chill down your spine and terrify you to your core.

Just so you know, I’m not talking about your receding hair line. I could care less about your wrinkles. Too fat? Not buff enough? Hair growing in places it shouldn’t? Not my concern. Wish you looked a little different? Join the crowd.

Your looks – your body features, are not what should scare you. The vanity our culture places on what is beautiful is nothing short of absurd. And stupid.

Rather, what should scare you is the wretched sinner starring back at you – that imperfect being that is you.

You know, the one that screws up every day. The one that is nothing short of a failure. And I’m not just talking about your inability to do what God commands. On that, you fail epically, all the time. I’m talking about the one that sins against your spouse, your child, your parent, and your neighbor. The one that so easily becomes absorbed with themselves that the concerns and well-being of others becomes difficult to see. The one whose gods are constantly pulling at them and demanding their attention.

Look a little closer and you’ll see someone that is filled with unrighteous thoughts. Thoughts you may not admit. Thoughts you may very well deny. But they’re there, infecting your soul, distorting your being. They are thoughts that you should be ashamed of. Deeply ashamed of.

This reflection you see is not just an image. It’s you. The scary, frightening you. The sinner that is so horrifying, no one should want to resemble it. Looking at it should disturb you.

Such is the problem with mirrors, especially the full-length ones. They tell us what we really look like – even if we don’t want to admit it.

So go ahead and look. Come on, don’t be chicken. Look in a mirror. Look at yourself. Really look.


Good. You should be. For you are a wretched sinner. It’s who you are, in body and mind.

But now look at the cross. And rejoice. For on it you were made perfect. Look at it and see how glorious you are – how righteous you have become. And be scared no more.