I have a mirror in my room that hangs on the wall next to my bed. When I cannot find Roberta anywhere else, I look there. She is always posed so wonderfully for herself. She moves her eyes slowly across and up and down. She is so careful not to miss a single view of the girl in that mirror. How she must love what she sees.

I have purposed in my heart today to make God my mirror. To look into Him and see myself. To become like a child so full of wonder for my own reflection. I want to move my eyes slowly across a face of kindness. I want to pose wonderfully as a good wife and strong mother. I want to love what He sees in me. I want to be what He sees in me.

When I call Roberta away from the mirror, she always stops to take one last glance at the girl. Almost as if she doesn't want to forget how lovely the girl is.

As I go through my day, I take just a moment to fall on my knees so that I too can remember how lovely the women is.

-only you Lord-