I prayed before sunrise this morning, confessing my failings, admitting my fears, seeking to better know my God. Later on, at the bathroom mirror, I was startled to see the face of an adult staring back at me. Why? Because I’d suddenly realized that the real me was not the adult I saw in the mirror, but the child who stood before his Creator this morning.
“Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.”
Amen to that. Have a lovely Sunday, Mitch.
You too, Nancy.
What a wonderful enlightenment! Thanks for sharing your beautiful experience, Mitch. 🙂
My pleasure, Nancy.
What a wonderful thought to begin the Christian Sabbath with… as I prepare to join my sisters and brothers in celebrating the Resurrection!
You’ve extended it nicely with the thought of all God’s children gathering together in his presence, Rob.
Amen!! 🙌
Those insights are life itself revealing our mirror Mitch
Right you are, Kate.
Sometimes it takes more than the others to see your real self. Congrats, pal
Thank you, Zuhaib.
Mitch
As I was reading this posting, I realized the music play in the background was speaking about the exact Truth you just expressed!
Paul Wilbur
The Paul Wilbur Collection, 2001
#1. Show Me Your Face (live)
Look it up!
It’s better heard than explained!
Romans 8:16
E-hessians 5:1-2
Your Friend in Christ,
Warren Womack
I will look it up, Warren, and great to hear from you! Love to Belynda and the family.
I love this!
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Mitch, it is so good to be a little child with our Creator. No masks just honesty and cleansing.
Amen to that, Hazel.
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Amen and Amen!
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That’s so beautiful, Mitch. I understand this and love it. Faith like a child. Thank you, dear friend. You’re such a blessing to us!
Likewise, dear friend.
Hmm. I’d like to have that young face, but keep the wisdom I’ve gotten the hard way! I did a Jungian inner journey working with dreams. All kind of critters in them……supposedly all me. A square jawed very small, kind of stubborn looking woman appeared often. I named her “Little Person.” It turned out whenever I felt inferior to someone, I sicked her on them. She had a sarcastic humor that “cut them down to my size!” I didn’t want to accept this about me. After leaving a session with my Spiritual Counselor I went to visit my Mother who had advanced Alzheimer’s and now was in the nursing home. She was kind of comatose that day, so I just sat and held her hand while I prayed inwardly, “God, I’m not really like that am I?” Mom’s recent roommate who had been comatose whenever I spoke to her suddenly raised up on her elbow, looking straight at me and said very plainly, “You aren’t who you thought you were, are you?” She lay back down. Never spoke again when I was there and died a couple of weeks later. So “Little Person” and I do a dance now and then when she pops back up! All the various characters including an octopus seem to come and go. It’s kind of like that game of “Whack a Mole” where you have a pole with a small boxing kind of bag on the end and there’s a square box with holes where other small punching type bags pop up randomly in quick succession while you try to wop them down before they disappear again!!!
What a remarkable experience, Eileen, espeically the message from the comatose woman!
Beautiful and true 🩷
Thank you, LaDonna.
I completely agree with Matthew 18:3 Mitch.
However; one would need the assistance of the Almighty and the Holy Spirit working in them to get them to that place.
For some it may happen over night in certain areas. With God working inwardly in them to get the junk out of them that people and the world did to them, and to be able to be more like his son, our Lord and King Jesus, takes time.
This process/forward progression, that only God’s power can work in us to transform our minds and heart can be challenging at times. With Him all things are possible and I’m so glad that this is the case.
And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God.
Romans 12:2
By the way the post @ 1:18 p.m. was me Mitch. It was marked as Anonymous–
The only other thing I’d like to add is when I gave God a job to do:
ie:) to get everything out of me that was not of Him this was when the real transformation began in me and my mind was more like the mind of Christ which we have!
as for 43 @antique works
43:02 thou shall do a new thing & 37:02 delight in the lord
I definitely miss that part of me. I know she’s been in hiding for a while. 🙂
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