The man in the mirror.

Everyone'( in this context) most people have certain expectations about themselves. Be it socially, economically and almost everything that encompasses our lives.

Well, my friend Bill walked to me the other day and asked me a rather haunting question that left me desiring a lot about myself. “Gerry, have you ever expected good from doing good to someone?” I was dumbfounded, I answered yes but in the converse, something inside me was burning. I out rightly knew that was not the case. Each and every day, we wake up thinking a new day is here. Many know what they are going to face during the day. At least some, have an idea and a few don’t even have a clue of any upcoming activities. Yet with every movement or contact we make to the outside world, there is a kind of ‘Selfishness’ to it. We often think of what good we are going to get out of what we are doing.

Here for the month of May. It might be daunting to accomplish the desires of our hearts, but it worth double to do well and feel satisfied from it. It is said

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Everybody can be great… because anybody can serve. You don’t have to have to be of a greater class to serve. You don’t have to make your subject and verb agree to serve. You only need a heart full of grace. A soul generated by love.

To serve is beautiful, but only if it is done with joy and a whole heart and a free mind

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Finally, each time you look into the mirror, strive to be that person that you desire to be staring back at you. Remember, you don’t judge how clean your teeth are by the number of toothpaste cans in your house, but by the last time you did brush your teeth.

Happy Month of May Ya’ll!!
J Loughran

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