The Most Beautiful Smile

Picture-034_thumb.jpgThe most beautiful smile I ever saw was my Grandma’s. It wasn’t Hollywood beautiful—you know the so called ‘millionaire’ smile with perfectly straight white teeth you pay a mint for, or lip augmentation for those perfectly shaped lips, or a cute dimple to catch the eye. No, it had none of those so called ‘perfect smile’ characteristics. Grandma’s teeth were kind of crooked and yellowed with age. She wore no lipstick nor surgical enhancements to give her smile that extra charm, nor did I ever notice a God-given dimple. Continue reading

Angels in our Lives: Giggling Grandma

smell rosesI thought I’d do a series on inspirational people who have overcome trials—or are enduring them day to day—with a smile on their face.  These ANGELS make life easier for us.  Instead of griping about their trials or thorns in their flesh, they reach out to others to lift them up to God.  That’s why they’re angels.

Today’s angel is my Grandma.  When I was little, I took my grandma for granted; I didn’t realize then that she was an angel.  When we’d visit, I’d quickly kiss her, then find my cousins and dash off to the mountain to climb or go play in the barn.  The adults sat inside and visited…boring.

I got hurt a lot as a kid—scraped knees, elbows, burnt fingers from exploding cap guns, a bee sting to my toe.  It didn’t matter how I got hurt, grandma would always giggle as she made me better.  It baffled me as a kid.  Why did she think it was funny when I got hurt? Continue reading

Brag, Brag, Brag!

2008-11-19_084editIf you’re not my family, you won’t find this title funny.  It’s an inside joke.   As a kid,  Grandma told me about her neighbor (that could have been the queen of the reality show Hoarders).  This lady was a pessimist…and just a wee bit bitter.

Grandma’s yard was heavenly–flowers everywhere!  Strangers on their way to Zion would often stop and take pictures of her fields of poppies and half acre of irises (every color imaginable).  Once when a stranger stopped and the neighbor was outside, the person gazed across at Grandma’s yard and said, “Ah, that yard is stunning!”

And the neighbor answered:  “Yes, but you should see the inside of her house.  She only takes care of the outside.”  (And that from a woman who had to push boxes and junk out of her way to get anywhere in her house…even to the kitchen table.  Ha!) Continue reading