They are done alone.
They are done seriously. hilariously.
They are done in the car. the bedroom. the bathroom mirror.
They are
selfies.
A new generation of photographers has been filling up the photo albums (though, do any of these photos make it beyond the smart phone?), and their photos are of … themselves.
There is the self-selfie, and then there is the duo-selfie, and then there is the group selfie.
There is the middle school selfie … approximately two thousand snaps are taken to get the one that makes the photographer content to allow his or her world see on Facebook, snapchat, instagram, etc.
There is the high school selfie … approximately two dozen snaps are taken (and all are saved) to achieve the most number of chins before posting on various social media sites.
There is the post high school selfie … about ten shots are taken of their coffee shop edibles, all are posted and shared, with the caption “study break.”
Finally there are the middle age selfies … taken fresh from the hair salon, in a vehicle, and posted by their teen when they get home because the “couldn’t get the stupid app to work.”
We work so hard to portray ourselves in the exact way that we see ourselves. We work so hard to be seen by others in a manner that makes us look as we see best.
But what we show and post, what even we ourselves see of our image is not our true image. Our heavenly Father sees us on a deeper level.
He sees us, not as we show to others on social media, not as the image we see in our bathroom mirror. He looks at us, with our pimples and wrinkles, and sees us as the reflection of His image.
We are His image bearers. Image bearers of His Spirit.
And he is pleased.
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