Minus the
good and minus the bad... Minus the happy and minus the sad... Minus those who
love you, minus those who love you back and minus those who do not love, or
even like you... Minus your social standing and minus your financial
position... Minus the image you portray and minus the way that image is
perceived...
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Who are
you?
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In the first
light of dawn, before you put on your worldly clothes... In the last light of
dusk, when you take them off...
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Who are
you?
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Do you stand
in awe of yourself as an incredible creation and view your life from that
point?
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You
should...
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You have the
miraculous ability to breathe, see, feel, hear, move, smell, touch and love. Is
that not wonderful, or have you forgotten who you are beneath your cloak of
flesh and bones?
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Very young
children know who they are. Their mere existence is cause for celebration. They
run and jump and yell and sing and dance with a passion that rises from the joy
of being alive.
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You had
that same sense of awesome wonder -- once.
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Struggles
and disappointments didn't destroy it. You simply put it away and forgot about
it. There are flashes now and then, little reminders. A thought you can't quite
grasp. A feeling that slips through your fingers.
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A yearning
that never completely goes away.
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In the
twinkling of a moment, you are here. In the twinkling of another you are gone.
Everything in between is the completeness of your life, not the separate
compartments that push and pull and stretch you thin.
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God gave you
the gift of life, creating you as His miracle of life. You are never anything
less than miraculous. Do not ever think otherwise.
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© 2002 Terri
McPherson
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