TITLE: Through His Eyes
By Deborah Mayers
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All night his eyes had followed my every move. I had noticed him watching me earlier and felt my self esteem rise a little higher. Then when I got in front of the fire place to sing and dance,as I often did for my mothers friends,I could tell he was waiting for me to begin with great anticipation.I would later discover, such attention comes at a very high price. You see my friend, my childhood was about to be stolen,through the eyes of the evil one.The eyes of one who had come to destroy my soul,and steal my destiny.Many other horrors transpired as a result of that night, as I embraced looking at my self through the eyes of the enemy,but once I learned to look at myself through the eyes of Christ my entire life was tranformed and made new.
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