The Way He Looks at Me

I woke up the other day and looked into my mirror

Let down I began to frown as I turned and walked away

I wasn’t sad with the eyes I had or the smile upon my face

Not my nose or my toes, my hair or my ears

It’s the way God looks at me

Am I all he wants me to be

Do I help my friends

And shine my light for all the world to see

Smile as I see what is looking back at me

I’ve looked past in what won’t last and found who I really am

Everything that mattered before is so insignificant