The Reflection Of Truth...

My mind was cluttered with thoughts, so I decided to take a walk. At that moment I noticed a house that wasn't there before, wondering if I had overlooked it. As I stare at the house, an older woman comes out & ask me, "Did you find the answers that you was looking for"? Excuse Me, I inquired. You've been looking in all the wrong places, she replied. And I can help you find the answers to the questions that keeps you up all night. Please come in & I'll grab you some tea. Curious about her statement, I accepted her invitation then walked over the threshold of her home & notice that she had material everywhere. In a daze admiring the grandfathers clock in the corner & the golf clubs made from stones that was propped on a glass stool. I exhaled the word, "Beautiful". Deviating towards the hallway, observing a door opening with enough light to creep through the wooded door. Curious about the room, I peek in & see nothing but a mirror sitting in the middle of the floor with a chair in front of it.

Rubbing as I admire the craftsmanship, peeking in the mirror, then observing that my reflection was looking away from me. Disturbed saying, "How is this possible"? Not understanding what I was seeing, I sit in the chair holding my head down when, a picture comes out of the bottom of the mirror. Looking at the picture, it's me glancing away. I hear a click, then another picture comes out of the mirror with me sitting in the chair looking at the first picture that came out. Screaming, "I don't understand"! Shaking my head as my eyes fill with tears, I hear another click and it's a picture of me standing holding 2 pictures with a smile. The older woman walks into the room and asks, "Are you OK? Do you have your answers yet"? Are you a witch, I replied? Wiping my tears away trying to answer with suppleness. No my dear, this mirror was already in this house when I moved in. What I did discover was that It holds truths. Stuttering while walking backwards saying, "I have to go". I wasn't able to think about anything but the first picture. Murmuring, How?

As I Study the pictures for days, it led me right back to the house. Apologizing for my behavior earlier. Asking, "Can you please help me understand these pictures"? How is it possible that I was looking right into the mirror but my reflection was looking away from me. The older woman grinned and said, "Your reflection turning away from you means, that you have trouble looking at yourself". Whispering, "But"? Shh, said the older woman. You have to understand that life made you forget who you are and you have to acknowledge what happened within you and then accept it. Because it made you who you are today and sometimes we as people want to forget the that has happened within their life. When they should be embracing the tears from that tragedy, that pain and those regrets, because those are You's. Thank You's for still being alive to tell their testimony. They wouldn't be able to see the durability within their Faith, if you didn't go through something? Sobbing as I nodded my head. She continues to say that the second picture, is you trying to find out why you can't see yourself? And the third is you being able to understand everything that I'm saying. I asked eagerly, "If I could take another picture".