The Power of a Smile
This week, I’m in the throes of reflection. My oldest is now officially a teen (ahhhhhhhhhhh!), and the New Year always sparks memories of Christmases past. It seems like eons ago that my days revolved around play dates and diaper bags.
When my kiddos were young, the local YMCA was a saving grace. My four daughters, ages 4 and under, loved playing in the childcare area almost as much as I loved a chance to pee uninterrupted. My mom-friends also belonged to the Y, so it was as much a playdate for me as it was for the kids.
At the YMCA, I learned that I do actually enjoy working out when it’s not a mandatory school class. I took various group classes that met my social needs and allowed me to try new exercises with no pressure or obligation. I especially remember fondly that if it weren’t for the YMCA, I may not have showered at all when my husband traveled for work. My twins are cute, but I couldn’t take my eyes off them for a minute!
Naturally, when I learned that my husband’s job was moving us to a new state, one of the first things I searched for was if our new town had a YMCA. To my great relief, it did. I’m fairly sure the girls and I trekked over there to become members on our second day in the new town.
But everything was wrong with the new Y. My kids were scared of the new childcare area because they didn’t know the staff yet. They didn’t offer my favorite exercise classes. The cardio room was separate from the weights room, and both felt small and cramped. The building was regularly crowded and my preferred machines weren’t available. I had to sign up for a turn on the cardio equipment, and could only do 30 minutes at a time.
The worst part was how unfriendly everyone was, from the staff to my fellow patrons. I didn’t know anyone, and no one talked to me. Aside from a quick greeting as I dropped off my kids in the childcare area, I wouldn’t speak to a single person. I distinctly remember feeling profoundly alone while surrounded by people. They just weren’t my people.
One day, while I moped around the YMCA bemoaning how I didn’t have any friends or even get a friendly smile, I realized the fault was mine. I recognized that from the moment I put the car in park, I hung my head and only looked at the ground. It was no wonder no one ever smiled at me. I didn’t give a single person I passed the opportunity.
At that moment, something changed in me. I decided to not be the reason for my own misery. I decided to lift my head, look everyone I passed in the eye, and smile. The most amazing thing happened: people smiled back.
I felt less alone from that day forward, not because I immediately made friends (which, I’m sad to report, didn’t happen overnight), but because I was connecting with other human beings. God created us in his image and likeness, and he created us for relationships. We aren’t meant to go through this life alone.
I learned some valuable lessons from that experience, the most notable being that I am responsible for my behavior. I can’t begrudge the unfriendliness of others when I don’t make the effort myself. Something as small and simple as a smile can make a huge difference.
When I walk around looking people in the eyes and smiling, my soul is transformed. Even if I’m struggling and my life isn’t as simple and easy as I’d like, when I smile, I allow the joy that Christ offers to penetrate into my heart. What’s more, my smile is returned more often than not with a smile from a stranger's face, further filling my soul with happiness.
These days, I don’t have to think about it, I’m always smiling. I love looking at other people and greeting them warmly. Each person I pass is a fellow creation of God, and I am blessed to be in her or his company. My kids often comment on how friendly I am. I get a chance to remind them that every person we pass has dignity and worth, regardless of their outward appearance. In this small, simple way, I get to share Christ’s joy with others.
If you’re feeling down or isolated, the most powerful tool you have requires only a few muscles in your face. It’s guaranteed to make you feel better, and chances are, your joy will spill into the strangers you pass. All you have to do is smile.
Copyright 2023 Maria Riley
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