“The fruit of the Spirit is love, joy….” (Galatians 5:22)
“Now, look me in the eye and give me a smile. I want to see your teeth.”
That’s my typical request of whoever is sitting before me for a quick sketch. If they hesitate, I explain that everyone looks better with a smile on their face, that a smile lifts the sagging face, changes the shape of the jawline, and adds a gleam to the eye.
“I don’t smile.”
Usually, the one saying this is an insecure teenager who has been warned off smiling by the mirror, an unkind friend, or a critic. That’s one thing that pulls me onto middle and high school campuses, to do my program and try to get across to them that “there is not a person on the earth who does not look better with a smile on their face, including you.”
One man told me, “My grandmother told me when I was fifteen that I did not have a nice smile. I went twenty years without smiling.”
I said, “What a mean old lady.”
We can understand teenagers having esteem problems that often make them withdraw and want to hide.
But a pastor?
More than once, I have been drawing at denominational gatherings where most of the subjects are pastors. And I confess to being knocked speechless by those who say, “I don’t smile.”
If they have time and are not rushed, I’ll speak to that.