When I was 13 I got the biggest zit my face had ever known. It was one of those kinds that never really pops but just scabs and oozes and glows redder than Rudolph’s nose. And, to provide ample fuel for insecurity and humiliation, it was strategically located right smack in the middle of my nose. Huge and red, erupting like Mount St. Helen, I walked through my Jr. High hallway dodging glances and keeping my head hung low so that no one would notice the monstrosity on my plagued face. It seemed that this zit would never heal; surely it was months before the swelling, scab and redness faded.
Rewind to about age 5 or 6 when a small red mole appeared right in the center of my nose. My older brother liked to tease me and call me “Laser Nose” while making an accompanying laser gun noise. I was very insecure about this mole in the center of my nose, to say the least.
Back to Jr. High. I remember being so embarrassed of this zit and feeling so ugly. It came at a horrible time because I was new at this school. In fact, I went to three Jr. High Schools in the two years that make up a California Jr. High school education, so I was already feeling insecure.
But an interesting thing occurred. After this earth-shattering zit healed I discovered that the little red mole that used to dot my nose had disappeared. The zit had been so deep, and damaged the lower layers of skin including the root of this mole, that it was abolished, never to return.
I was never again to be called “Laser Nose”.
Sometimes in life we experience uncomfortable and downright ugly things. But we may not see how under the surface we are being changed in ways that ultimately bless us. Even as a teenager I became grateful for that ugly zit. It was temporary (though it felt like I had it forever) but the result of its existence had a lasting effect that was positive.
I’ve had some difficult trials in life, but I can honestly say that I am so grateful for them. Those very trials have given me opportunities to share and serve others in ways I will never fully understand. As I look back I can see how much I have been shaped and created into something God can use for his purposes. And that’s pretty cool.
So, my question is to you. . . What ugly “zit” is rearing its head in your life right now? Could there be a hidden blessing in it that you may one day be grateful for? There is always purpose in suffering and struggle and the ugly parts of life. God always consecrates our suffering for our gain, as well as the gain of others. If we hold on and endure to the end, we WILL be blessed in ways we can’t even imagine. . . if we have eyes to see the blessings.