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Remembering That Face

I looked in the mirror and what did I see, but a little old lady peering back at me. With bags and sage and wrinkles and wispy white hair and I asked my reflection, how did you get there?

You once were straight and vigorous and now you’re stooped and weak—when I tried so hard to keep you from becoming an antique.

My reflection’s eyes twinkled and she solemnly replied, ‘You’re looking at the gift wrap and not the jewel inside’—a living gem and precious of un-imagined worth, unique and true the real you, the only you on earth.

The years that spoil your gift wrap with other things more cruel should purify and strengthen and polish up that jewel.

So focus your attention on the inside, not the out—on being kinder, wiser, more content and more devout.

Then, when your gift wrap is stripped away, your jewel will be set free—to radiate God’s glory, throughout eternity.

By Ritu Gaur

Founder of Reignite Twenties
Resides at The Hague

An educator & writer who preferably scroll on societal issues. An acute life observer, passionate about learning and sharing knowledge; A friend of environment. Believes in the liberating law of the spirit of life

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