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The Woman In the Mirror

The Woman In The Mirror The alarm went off and I jumped out of bed, I overslept, was running late, and slipped and bumped my head. I stayed on the floor until I got myself straight, It was then that I realized I was carrying some extra weight. I stumbled through the doorway and could not believe my eyes, All this time I had been walking around in total disguise. I spent so much time looking at everyone else; I neglected the task of examining myself. I was so busy looking at your faults, I forgot about the times I did not get caught. I was so wrapped up singing my little song; I failed to recall all of my wrong. I pointed my finger and I forgot the other four, was pointing in my direction and saw so much more. Oh how alarming; the revelation, the truth, I had not lived the life of Ruth. (Ruth was courageous, remained loyal and faithful through dismal circumstances.) There were so many times when I did not do right, Oh how my mind wondered in the middle of the night. I may not be like the woman at the well, but I have been delivered and have a story to tell! I may not be like the woman at the well, but I have been delivered and have a story to tell! I was so blind that I could not see, the person who needed deliverance was truly me. God is mighty and He has so much; He can change us with a simple touch. God answers prayers; He is a mighty Hearer. I will begin today with the woman in the mirror. You have to be careful when you talk about others, whether it is me, your sister or a brother. God is mighty and He is such a great Hearer! I will begin today with the woman in the mirror! I will begin today with the woman in the mirror! I will begin today with the woman in the mirror!

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