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I'm a single mom with two great kids living near Dallas, Texas. This is my life; day to day things that are probably only important to me. This is my record of my ups, my downs and the road that I've taken along the way. For whatever reason YOU'RE here, I hope you find something you can enjoy and/or relate to. God bless.

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Monday, June 08, 2009

Ponderings of reflections in my life

I would watch the reflection of the moon as it danced on the expansive face of the ocean. It was my habit, when I lived in Florida, to end every evening sitting on the beach in St. Petersburg, as the moon would lower itself ever so slowly over the body of water that I loved, the ocean. As the moon got lower and lower, the water became blacker and blacker, turning itself into the perfect reflection for the moon to set upon. I would sit there to watch the day end. There would come a point to where it was nearly impossible to tell where the moon ended and the water began. To this day, it's the most beautiful sight I remember.

Each of us have a moon in our life. Something that we reflect until it's impossible to tell where that reflection ends and we, ourselves, begin. Whether it's a job, a relationship or our status in life. We're all a reflection of something. I try to be a reflection of Christ. I like to believe that it's impossible to tell where Christ ends and I begin, that His reflection is all consuming. But I can tell, I can tell where He ends and I begin. Just as I can tell where my reflection of a mother stops and the woman begins, I can tell. There are many things in my life that I am a reflection of, but there is always a point where the reflection belongs to reflector, and I must accept that I am the reflected. Blessed to be, but merely the reflected.

Still, it pleasures me to believe that it is often nearly impossible to tell where a few reflections end and where I begin. The reflection of all things good, all things honest, all things pure.

Sometimes we are the moon and sometimes we are the water. I see myself reflected in my children, my speech in many of my friends, my character in my writing. Where we end or where we begin, I suppose, depends on how we appreciate what we see. I ponder what I see, what I reflect upon and what I'm a reflection of. The choice of what we reflect and what we are a reflection of will always be ours, if we allow ourselves to see clearly.


Blogger Lynilu said...

This is very nice. Very good reflections, indeed.

10:12 AM  
Blogger Just_because_today said...

"The choice of what we reflect and what we are a reflection of will always be ours, if we allow ourselves to see clearly."

What we reflect should only be good so that only good is reflected on others. Beautiful post.

11:14 AM  
Blogger kathi said...

lynilu ~ thank you kindly.

jbc ~ in a perfect world, huh? Thanks.

12:46 PM  
Blogger Johnnie Avocado said...

Nice. Are you a shrink?

7:41 AM  
Blogger kathi said...

johnnie ~ sometimes it doesn't take a degree, or two, to know that someone is in need of a little help. Just sayin'... :)

8:41 AM  
Blogger Just_because_today said...

you always have the right words to say...just sayin'

5:29 PM  

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