The Mirror

Warm and gentle,
loving and inviting.
Reaching out
to pull them
ever closer,
gladly dividing her
warmth and love,
and humor.
Sharing her self
with devotion,
to all her beautiful
children…
Needing so much
for them to
embrace the love that
she gives.
Her spirit is pure
and forgiving.
Her legacy,
rich and endearing.
Her countenance
radiant for all
to see – except

the one in the mirror.

by Lesley Macmillan

That's Life, isn't it?

My wonderful neighbour looked after the twins this afternoon whilst I took my daughter for her driving test! What a nerve wracking experience that was - my stomach was doing somersaults along side hers - and when I had to walk away from the car to let the driving test man get in next to her, I really didn't know what to do with myself. All I can say, is 'thank goodness for vending machines!!'

I needed something to do with myself, so I bought a packet of something - can't remember what - but I opened the packet and went to sit down in the waiting room. I managed that for a very LONG minute (if that), and walked over to the other side of the room and sat again. Nope, not working! So, I paced and nibbled, and paced and nibbled some more! I can honestly say, that there really is nothing that interesting to read in the driving center - either in the booklets they leave out, or on the walls to scare the living day lights out of you! If this is what it is going to be like waiting for my first grandchild, I think I can honestly say that I am going to be a nervous wreck!

I stood anxiously watching for her exiting the car - trying to see her expression - OH WHAT RELIEF!!! She passed!! Oh no, she passed! Joy and fear all at the same time, my baby is growing up, more independence! Of course that's good, but the worry that goes with it...well, that's life, isn't it?!

I Am!

I am sitting on the stairs,

looking at myself

in the mirror -

I start to sing

"I am a child of God"

and by the end of

the chorus,

choke back the tears

as the spirit testifies

that that is exactly

who I am!

I need no other witness,

I am His

daughter,

I am loved

by
Him.

by Lesley Macmillan