My child is becoming a walking mirror. She picks up everything we say and repeats it in the sweetest little voice...but often the mirror is painful. When she throws a toy in anger, I see my own impatience and anger glaring back at me. Perhaps this is yet another means of grace in my life that the Lord is using to root out these stubborn, lifelong sins that I excuse as "personality" but when I are them in her they scream "sin!!" Ouch, and thank you, Jesus, for our baby mirror.
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