These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

Mirror

A mirror shows a face, that once
was childlike, filled with play,
but now the face, it has a hunch,
that time is on display.

A mirror shows me how I look
upon the outside, now,
but all the days to here it took
are missed, and so's the how.

A mirror must be clear to show
the places I need work.
It has no wisdom, nor can know
the ways I strive or shirk.

The Mirror shows me why I'm lost
before the Holy God,
Who sent His Son to pay my cost,
to change me, and be awed.

The Mirror cannot save my soul,
unless He bids me come. (John 6:44)
But when He bids, I am made whole
by Life, His lasting Son.

The Mirror of His Holy Word
transforms me by The Breath
of He, Who is the living Lord,
Who conquered final Death.

The Mirror makes a blest, new man,
who lives in Him, Who wrote
The Final Word, Salvation's Plan,
and wears the new, white coat.

by Jay O’Toole
on April 25th, 2023