Tuesday, March 3, 2015

What's in a name?

It was a Tuesday and I was flossing for the last time with braces, eighteen months was cut down to 14 and I was ready to get them off. I was laughing to myself thinking about the $$$ that had been put in my mouth over the years and wondered if I would be satisfied with the current results. I got really close to the mirror pretending to possibly talk myself out of getting them off that day, even though my mind was clearly made up, when I noticed something I hadn't previously. Just to make sure I wasn't seeing something that didn't exist, I smiled big, frowned, smiled, frowned, smiled, and starting crying. Apparently, I have a crooked grin. My top teeth pull a little bit to the right where my bottom teeth are lined up perfectly with my cupid's bow.
 Fortunately for this 'crooked grin', the tears didn't get very far. I heard a small whisper, one that I recognized and couldn't deny.
 "You are perfect because I made you."
Whaaaat? It's incredibly hard to live in a world where you're nearly always behind in the newest fashion trend and what's 'hip' (I'm probably behind on the lingo as well.) but I find confidence in the reminder of my Heavenly Father's love for me. Sure I'm lacking in all sorts of areas when it comes to my closet and we won't mention my make up but I am a child of God who know my imperfections and loves me in spite of them.
 My husband laughed when I tried to show him my crooked grin. With his little wink and his gorgeous smile, he told me I was beautiful.
 You see, if we pay attention to the the whispers and the kind words of those around us we'll find that our Heavenly Father's love is surrounding us, reminding us that we are perfect even with a crooked grin.

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