When i look into the mirror, two different-looking eyes stares back.

Compassion fills the left eye as it tells sad stories about it wishes it can

mend the hurt and heal the broken relationships. He cares.

A glint of hope sparkles from the right eye, never losing faith

And continues to strive through hardships. He believes.

Often, you will see encouragements coming forth from the mouth

That also openly exalts His name. He empowers.

That is the person that Gd has molded me into in the past three years.

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Closing my eyes, i thanked Him silently.

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As i reopened my eyes, the image facing me is terrifying.

The cunning eyes pierces through as it schemes to obtain his desires.

Slowly, it tears and plays with the hearts of girls, exploiting their emotions.

Savoring the temporary pleasures that the world provides,

He treats Gd as a duty and obligation from his family.

Though pride would keep him away from drugs and theft,

It would openly invite self-centerdness and jealousy.

That is the person i would have become if Gd didn’t adopt me.

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Cannot bear to foresee more of my would-be path of destruction,

I turned and walked away…

Wondering, with a child-like eagerness, about the person i will become

As i continue to walk with Him.

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“My life in my hand is a pain and a problem; my life in Gd’s hand is a power and a possibility!” - E. Stanley Jones