After God created every living thing, HE then said, "Let us make man in our image and after our likenes. And after all that HE made HE said, "It is GOOD"!
His Image The looking glass reflects only my image yet I was made in the image of God to be born afresh daily of His Spirit and my feet of His truth must be shod. For I want to reflect only His image and to glow of His Spirit within because this causes men to look up to Heaven and humbly repent of his sins. Oh my God, none of me I cry loudly all of Thee, Father come fill till this clay earthly vessel is full of Your Glory and Your face, only You I will reveal. And Lord, my image has never been so pretty and now, even now, it is a bit marred but Your Glory overcomes plain earth vessels so that all honor returns to my God. Written by: Marilyn S. Jennings July 1992
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