Mirror, Mirror on the Wall

By Patrick Hawthorne

images50FY279E  Peering into the reflective pool of God’s Word, a single tear fell from the young mans eye as he asked the question which has troubled mankind since the early days of his inception. “What is the reason for my existence?” Despite asking the question, he already knew the answer; his purpose was to do the will of the Father…to be a light showing forth the glory of God. He was to be a workman, created unto good works which the Father had prearranged before he was ever born. The path was clear, yet the young man could not seem to find his way; self made blinders obstructed his view.  Nevertheless, here he was kneeling beside the pool yet again.

The young man had been to this pool many times.  With joy he would sit and listen to the elders expound on the magnificence of the pool and how to be guided by its waters. Even though he was gaining knowledge, he was void of wisdom.  For rarely did the young man put into practice the life sustaining Word which was spoken.  The pool merely served as a salve to momentarily soothe the battle raging within his soul. In truth, it was not that the young man did not want to serve the Lord; he did.  However, the pressures of life always seemed to find a way to cause the clear waters of the Word to become murky within his heart and his mind.

Nonetheless, with plea upon plea, the young man continued to petition the Father asking Him to open doors by which he could walk out his destiny. But, because of the blinders, he was unable to see that the door had already been opened.  He simply needed to take the necessary step of faith and walk across the threshold.

Standing to his feet, the young man, with renewed vigor declared, “It will be different this time.  I will walk out my God given dream and nothing will deter me.” Turning aside, the young man no more than took a step before he was struck by the stresses of life.  They tore through his thoughts like rushing waters released from an open flood gate. With but a moments hesitation, all the promises he made to the Father and to himself fell quiet within him, being replaced instead by life’s incessant noise.  His desire to walk out his destiny was now nothing more than a faded dream set aside by the cares of the world; he had become a hearer only of the Word.

“But be doers of the Word and not hearers only, deceiving yourselves.  For if anyone is a hearer of the Word and not a doer, he is like a man observing his natural face in a mirror; for he observes himself, goes away and immediately forgets what kind of man he was.” (James 1:22-24 NKJV).

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One comment on “Mirror, Mirror on the Wall
  1. dad says:

    Very good my son. NOw?

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