In the Mirror

What do I see when I look in the mirror?

A child that Christ created,

A girl that God gifted,

A soul whom the Holy Spirit heals.

Weeping will soon turn to drying tears,

Slavery for freedom traded,

A downcast countenance lifted,

A hopeful promise, which faith seals.


One thing that I am grateful for this Thanksgiving week. 

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