I guess I didn’t realize how vain I was until I lost my front tooth. The top one. The big one. The one that’s in every picture and the first part of my smile that people see. It’s not so much that I lost it but more about the hole which it left behind. The hole that, as I catch my reflection, causes tears to stream down.
The pain, infection, and all the other unforeseen problems that have come from this supposed simple extraction are nothing compared to how shocked I am at how it makes me feel. I cried when I heard I had to have it removed, but the abundant tears, the deep emotional ache, and sudden insecurities that it has caused are unexpected.
And you know what I tell myself over and over?
“...so the King will greatly desire (be enthralled) by your beauty.”
Psalm 45:11
A verse from the Psalms that I made into one of those large custom wall decals and hung up years ago on the mirror at church. Because I believed it to be true, then.
And it replays in my head every day when I look in the mirror at what I see to be so ugly, now.
I don’t know your old insecurities (God knows I have plenty of mine) or even your new ones that pop up (or are pulled out) these days, but I do know this: The God who created us in His image, the same One who knows the number of hairs on our head, keeps tracks of all our tears, and knows the amount of teeth we have, thinks we are beautiful.
And that’s what gets me through the day. Repetition of His words to me.
Whatever you are going through, the Bible has the remedy.
Find it. Memorize it. Repeat it as needed.
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By: Dayspring Boldt Broxton