My reflection

When I gaze upon the cross where Jesus stands eternal, I yearn to witness a mirror of myself within His light. Should no reflection rise to meet my searching eyes, I know I am not there yet, and the path still calls me higher. This is the fire we must always embrace and thrive upon— to become the best that we can be, a living reflection of the best human that has ever existed. Though we cannot claim a perfect copy of His flawless grace, we rise each day to forge a carbon one, etched deep in courage, love, and unyielding strength. In every breath we claim our power, in every trial we polish the image, until the cross no longer shows a stranger but the truest version of who we were always meant to become— empowered, whole, and radiant with His glory reborn in us.