I was born with a crooked nose. Like most kids with
something different about them, I was picked on. Every day I came home crying,
cursing the face that God had given me and wishing just for once that I could
be beautiful. I hated my nose. Then I became a teenager.
When I was around 12 or 13, something strange happened.
Suddenly my nose was not the hideous defect I’d always thought it was. It was
unique. I was different than everyone else in my school and this made me happy.
When people called me “bent nose” I just smiled and said thank you. I had come
to the place in my life where it did not matter what they said.
I was finally at peace with who I was and what I had been given. Ironically, it
was about this time when my face was going to be altered whether I liked it or
not.
The doctor said that if I didn’t have the surgery I would
have breathing problems for the rest of my life. Funny thing, his “corrective”
surgery did the opposite. Not only did the crook not get fixed, I got an added
bump and I’ve had breathing issues ever since he sliced me open. I have learned
to be ok with this too. Although this is not the nose I was born with, it still
makes me unique and I have a story to tell any time someone gathers enough
courage to ask.
With the nose issue finally laid to rest I realized I had
another score to settle with myself. Because the shape of my mouth naturally
turns downward, it occurred to me that unless I’m in a fully fledged grin, it
would appear to everyone that I’m constantly frowning. I can’t count the number
of times I’ve had to answer the question, “Are you ok? You look angry.” “Is
everything alright? You look sort of sad.” While it is slightly annoying that I
just naturally appear perturbed or sad or uncomfortable, I have finally found a
solution that is fool-proof and absolutely free. I’m going to smile everywhere
I go.
Smiling not only provides the assurance to everyone around
me that I am in fact ok, it also boosts my spirits when I’m not. I am carrying a
message to the world. I am in love with life, my God, and I actually kind of
like myself. Even when things are not ok the act
of showing my happy face reminds me of a greater meaning. Things are never as
bad as you think they are when you turn your frown upside down.
"Though the fig tree may not blossom, nor fruit be on the
vines; though the labor of the olive may fail, and the fields yield no food;
though the flock may be cut off from the fold, and there be no herd in the
stalls- yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my
salvation".—Habakkuk 3:17-18
5 comments:
Your nose looks fine to me. (says the girl with a rather obvious beauty mark AND wrinkle on her own nose. ^_^) Great thoughts--thanks for sharing!
I think your nose is beautiful! a heart of joy is worth far more than a perfect face.
Awe, thanks for the compliments! Sara, you are beautiful!
Beautiful lady. And I love your philosophy. Wonderful post!
Thanks, Joanne!
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