Reflections

His toes hang over the edge of the pond, and he peers into the clear water.  His hand reaches up to his face, his reflection following example, yet he sees not himself, but a younger boy.  The boy he once was.  Know what movie scene I'm recalling?  Peter Pan discovers the boy inside him in Hook when he sees a younger reflection in Neverland.
I thought about this scene last night when Hutch noticed his own reflection in the sliding glass door.  His tail hinted a wag as he hunched down in his attack mode.  Then as if he was shocked by some electrical current, he jumped straight back and started running around the living room.  His reflection was bound to chase him, right?  He did this for a good twenty minutes last night. Unfortunately I didn't get it on video.
When we see our reflection in the mirror, what do we see?  I know in the morning time, I'd rather not even see what's inside the mirror, but what would happen if someone were to shine a mirror to my heart?  What would be reflected?  I think there'd be a great multitude of images displayed: love, fear, joy, anger, brokenness, defeat, passion, and so much more.  Why is it we hide our heart away from the mirror...is it because we're afraid what we might see or because what others might see?
Just like Peter Pan discovered the boy inside, and like Hutch was most certain he had a playmate, perhaps I can discover what is inside my heart and face it head on.