The Story Behind The Smile

"Treasure, no matter what you do, don't loose your smile." 

This had to have been the nth time someone has said this! 

I've been complimented a lot of times for having a beautiful smile. In fact, my boss had mentioned that my smile could light up a whole room... 

If I can remember correctly, she had mentioned how much of a magnetic effect it had on people and how it could influence how people perceived me. I couldn't help the smile that crept up on my face as she said these words, and just like that, she pointed it out again.

That million dollar smile had to have been the key to my job.

The Story Behind The Smile

Do you know the unique thing about my smile? 

It's the fact that before now, before the thrilling smile that we all see on Treasure's face, there was a moment where I had trouble smiling. There was a time where I had looked in the mirror like I did this morning and felt like I was the worst.

I didn't like my looks, and most of all, there wasn't a smile on my face, and so I decided to change that fact! 

How? 

The Process

One day, I was watching an Indian movie; definitely not my style of movie, but somehow, the lead actress's smile caught my eye. Almost immediately, I photographed it in my mind. I wanted that kind of smile. 

I had started out my journey with God, and one of the things that the Lord had been working with me on was my perspective of myself. I had to learn that I was created by a great God who made everything beautifully. Looking at myself now, I wonder how I didn't see the beauty in me.

Psalm 139:13-14

For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.

Anyways, I had been reciting this verse like a mantra until it became a reality to me. I began to see myself as wonderfully made, and that smile was part of the process. After seeing that scene, I went to the mirror, looked at myself, and cracked a smile.

I looked horrible! 

I never wanted to repeat that process again, but somehow, I kept going back to my reflection. I kept repeating to myself. "I am wonderfully and fearfully made..." And with time, the smile became a real deal, and so did my love for my appearance (even though once in a while, I fuss over the fact that my outfit isn't just there).

People have often asked me why I'd still smile with the harshness of the country. Some have even discouraged me from smiling, saying that I smile too much.

Why should I stop smiling when it is a reminder of the goodness of God to me, when it reminds me of how my Father shaped me.

Smiles,

TKT 🤗