The great theologian Michael Jackson told us once to start with the man in the mirror.
Granted, the rest of his theology is questionable (Billy Jean, anyone?). But this one, this one has merit. (Hang with me, really.)
Have you ever known someone going through a tough time, struggling to put food on the table for their family or someone working through a tough divorce or someone who’s been abandoned by a parent or someone who just lost their spouse to cancer or someone with a broken heart or someone who is having a hard time finding a job or someone who is dealing with a miscarriage or someone who is struggling with a serious health condition or someone who is trying to kick an addiction?
If I were a betting woman, I’d bet you know someone in at least one of those categories right now. Maybe you’re the one that someone else knows in one of those situations.
Suffice it to say that we all know someone who is in need of help in some way – physically, spiritually – and more often than not, we simply walk on by, put our head down and worry about our own lives.
But maybe it’s time to start with the woman in the mirror: to lift our head up, get out of our own pity parties, and realize, as Jackson says, that I’ve been a victim of a selfish kind of love, It’s time that I realize.
What if we offered the mom next door a hot meal for dinner, not expecting anything in return? What if we offered to watch the kids for the couple who hasn’t been alone in a few years? What if we offered to go with that friend to their chemo appointment? What if we gave that girl with the broken heart a hug and a shoulder to cry on? What if we gave a little yard work to the unemployed man and offered to pay him for his time? What if we just simply listened to the hurt and healing of the friend dealing with a miscarriage? What if we prayed for those around us, even when we don’t know what’s going on?
Step out of your door, and step up to help someone else. Make a change. Start with the woman in the mirror, and I guarantee that others will see your good works, but more than that, the Father will see them. And that’s where we store up our treasures: in heaven.
That there are some with no home, not a nickel to loan
Could it be really me, pretending that they’re not alone?
A widow deeply scarred,
Somebody’s broken heart
And a washed-up dream
They follow the pattern of the wind ya’ see
‘Cause they got no place to be
That’s why I’m starting with me
I’m starting with the man in the mirror
I’m asking him to change his ways
Start with the woman in the mirror. Stand up, step out, and make a change. You might just be the encouragement, the friend, the provision that God provides for someone else today.
Kristen Entwistle is a graduate student pursuing her PhD in biochemistry and molecular biology at Michigan State University. She helps to lead worship at her church on Sunday mornings and leads a women’s Bible study on Saturday mornings. She was diagnosed with cystic fibrosis when she was three months old, and has seen God work through the ups and downs of life and through her disease. In response to God's calling, Kristen started All For Him, a ministry seeking to encourage and challenge women of all ages in Christ.
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