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Yesterday I gave a friend of mine a gift certificate to a Thai restaurant, because she loves Asian food. She almost didn't take it, but I told her it was in appreciation for all she'd done for me over the years. However, that wasn't the only reason I wanted to get her something, although I didn't know it till this morning, when God suddenly put this on my heart: If He had made a carbon copy of me--same body, mind and soul--would I have shown her the same Christian love and appreciation I showed my friend. I realized that yes, I would have. This prompted me to ask myself: If I would show love and appreciation for another physical and spiritual manifestation of me, why would I not show the me who truly exists the same treatment? This is another thing I want to strive to do in this ministry: Empower and encourage _survivors of low self-esteem--e.g. those whose affliction merely allows them to _survive, not truly live. Again may God bless you, all my readers, and may you be empowered and encouraged the way God empowered and encouraged me today. I pray for all of you, and ask you kindly to pray for me. I ask also that you would share this with your friends and relatives, that they may be empowered and encouraged also, and most importantly that you and those with whom you share this blog may be infused with the strength that comes from knowing, giving, and, in turn receiving, the gift of God's love. Seeing yourself the way God sees you

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