I took a look in the mirror the other day, and noticed the aging process that my face had gone through. There was one wrinkle that reminded me of my adolescent’s years. Yes, those were my rebelling years. As I looked a little closer there was another wrinkle. It reminded me of those roaring twenty’s; I know everything. A third wrinkle, the thirty’s I can do everything on my own. Then finally there was a small fourth wrinkle; and it reminded me of where I am today. However, I wondered why was this different in sizes from the others. I pondered for a moment; perhaps it was at this time in my life I stopped worrying and begun to lean on the word and faith of God.
Posted on: Tue, 10 Sep 2013 17:37:27 +0000
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