In the mirror, I see imperfections.I see skin not clear enough,a body not fit enough,a brain not smart enough,a wit not quick enough,a worker not strong enough,a person not valuable enough.Help me to see You in me,To see Your holy work exude from my being.You created me, and since You're divine and all,I've got to think that You didn't screw up that much.Help me to see me as You do,even if it requires smashing this mirror into a million pieces. Read next feature >