There but for the grace of God...

           I’m fat. I have curly…okay, if I’m being brutally honest…frizzy, kinky hair. I have a gap between my two front teeth. I have wrinkles and large pores and a few scars. I’m not aging that gracefully. I walk with a limp when I’m tired. My hands are rough and I’m getting numerous bumps and age spots. My mirror and my bathroom scale are not that kind at 5am when I’m getting ready for work. But if I need a boost in self-confidence all I have to do is visit my local WalMart.

Each Saturday as I push our cart through the maze of displays and bodies at our local “super center” I find myself thinking, “There but for the grace of God go I”. An old saying, but nonetheless true. We’re becoming a nation of fat, tattooed, pierced, half-naked, slobs! As a whole I think society has reached an all-time low on the attractiveness scale. My own mirror my be harsh, but the WalMart mirror shows me lookin’ pretty darn good!

I know I’m fat. I try to work on being less so, honest I do. But my fifty extra pounds and another person could hide behind half the people I see! I have kinky hair, but at least I wash it and keep it somewhat controlled. It isn’t bright blue and sticking straight up in the air! I don’t have fifteen holes in my ears, nose, tongue, eyebrows, lips, chin, and other body parts. I don’t have a tattoo, but even if I did I wouldn’t roll up my sleeves or wear a halter top in winter or pull my pants down below my navel just so you could have the joy of viewing it! And I’m not a fashionable person by any stretch of the imagination, but I’m not going to wear my pajamas to the store (I pray it was a sorority thing!) or walk around with gaping holes in my clothes. And I try to be clean. Last week there was a woman ahead of me who smelled so bad that I had to move to another aisle, and quickly, before I gagged.

I know I've probably whined about this before, but come on people- get your act together- at least before you go out in public! I know I’m not much to look at, but thank goodness God gave me this face and body to view each day, and not some of the ones I see at WalMart.

P.S. I just want you to know that my students think I’m beautiful, BEAUTIFUL, and I have the drawings to prove it. Here’s one a student did recently. Looks just like me, don’t you think?

Comments

[Kerrie Safe]

Your students not only think you're beautiful, but it seems you may be an angel as well. That's very sweet. I agree with you on the caliber of people at Wal-Mart. Don't even think about going to the Dollar Store!