I look back at when I was younger and remember how all I wanted to be was ‘normal’. The big nose, misshaped head, crooked teeth, the broken home, the stutter – I didn’t want any of it. I just wanted to be normal.
But now, I see that all those abnormalities are what make me unique. They’re what make me, ME.
All those blemishes are what God put into my life to make me different from everyone else..