Life is the Berries REFLECTION WITH A FRIEND
walk by briskly when someone catches my eye. I snap my head. My eyes open wide, and my mouth drops. It’s my old friend. Whoa! What messy hair and dark eye circles! We greet without hugging. It’s the new normal with Covid. By Laura Loveberry Elementary School Assembly Author/Speaker, Inspirational Speaker Women’s Retreats/Conferences, Caricature Artist
I see her frizzy hair with an inch of grey roots crowning her face. Her skin ages from the last time I saw her. As I greet her, I focus on the blemishes and the drop-of-gravity effect on her face. Her saggy wrinkles could use a little lift. I notice her skin hangs low near the corners of her mouth. I bet it’s from smiling. If a person grins broadly and often, their resting face bags southward. I guess it’s the price she pays for being a smiler. It might be worth it to her, but boy, does she look different from high school. Where did her fluttery eyelashes go? She could use mascara, blush, and lipstick. Just saying. And what’s up with the roadmap of wrinkling on her neck? She should probably wear a scarf or turtleneck. I heard some people talking behind her back the other day. When I gaze at her, I know, in part, some gossip fits her. She does talk
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too much and needs to listen more. She’s controlling. She’s Miss Bossy Pants. And she needs to read her Bible and pray more to stay in tune with God’s Spirit. Dare I confront and pray for her right now? This could be awkward. I’ll do it. She’s a hot mess. I pray out loud for her. Right there, I ask my friend to lay her life before God as an offering. I pray she surrenders her sins and gives her control issues to Jesus. I pray for a new life to emerge and energize her to walk with Jesus transformed. Surprisingly, it’s not weird. The Holy Spirit floats down. We both smile at each other afterwards. I wave goodbye at the exact same time she does. I turn to go and twist back around. She copies me. Invigorated, I smile broadly. She smiles back. Her aging wrinkles don’t seem as noticeable. Her youthful sparkle returns. Simultaneously, both grin at each other, and I walk away from my reflection and conversation…. with the full-view mirror.
