Friday, February 11, 2011

My Three Wrinkles - MY Story Part 6

“Mommy, look that” says Josiah pointing at my face. 
“What?”  I touch my face thinking I must have something on it. 
“No Mommy, that!” he repeats. 
“What?  My headband?” 
“No.  That.”  He continues pointing. 
“My eyebrows?” I ask. 
“No Mommy, right here. (he touches my forehead) One.  Two.  Three.” 
“Oh, my wrinkles?” 
“Yes Mommy.  Look Caleb don’t have any.” 
“No sweetheart, Baby Caleb doesn’t have wrinkles.”

But I do.  It’s true.  I’ve had them since I was a child.  I remember a doctor telling me with a concerned look that I was way to young to have wrinkles, and that they were the result of extreme stress and trauma.  I remember thinking that I needed to get rid of them somehow, but had no idea how.  So they stayed.  And there they are.  So now Josiah uses them for counting. 

As much as I don’t like how I got my wrinkles, I love how it feels for Josiah to touch my face and count 1, 2, 3.  It makes me smile, and it reminds me of how far God has brought me and how my spirit has been healed even more than my body.

My three wrinkles.  A beautiful reminder of the protection, healing, and grace of God in my life.

He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end.

Ecclesiastes 3:11


  1. The wrinkles sure don't distract from your beauty -- I'd say it shines from within. Love how you took something that could be viewed as negative and turned it into a post that glorified Godl

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