There’s a song in Little Shop of Horrors where Audrey sings about the pure-hearted Seymour who accepts her for who she is. There’s no more pretending, no more trying to prove herself worthy of love. Just a stripped down soul discovering she is already all she needs to be.
I’m feeling that song today as I sit on the couch, library book in hand. My grandmother’s meatball recipe is bubbling in the sauce on the stove and the dog is resting comfortably at my feet.
This is life. This is peace. This is the acceptance of who I am, of who I was created to be. Suddenly I see the world with brand new eyes. I see MYSELF with the same compassion I’ve always given to others.
Ephesians 4:32 tells us to be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you.
In Colossians 3:12, we show ourselves that same compassion as well. “Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience.”
There is no greater feeling in the world to be able to look in the mirror and see a friend staring back at you.
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