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Freckles and Taxi Drivers

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Our youngest is now 16. When we lived in Singapore, we were headed out on a vacation and the taxi driver who picked us up to take us to the airport thought it necessary to mention to her how ugly her freckles were. His words. She was about 11 at the time. You think she remembered that?? Heck yeah. Coming to his defense, with SO much grace, the Asian culture generally do everything possible to keep their skin light and without blemish so freckles are a sign of too much sun, therefore, ugly. But man, really???

Fast forward to present day….. about 5 years later…

She yells to me from upstairs, “Mom, guess who came to visit???” I yelled back, “Who?” She said, “My freckles!” My heart sank a little because as her mom I know those voices and I knew what she was thinking. Because mom’s don’t forget these wounds in herself or her children.

Oh my sweet baby girl. She is just so beautiful. She knows this in a healthy and humble way. She really does. I mean, look at her! And she’s even prettier on the inside! No joke!!


She came downstairs and leaned into me. I asked her if she was hearing that taxi driver’s voice in her head and she nodded.

5 years later, y’all!! I even remember exactly where the taxi driver was standing and the look on her sweet, confused and devastated face.

Whoever said, “sticks and stones will break my bones but words will never hurt me” is a flat out liar. We want to believe that so desperately but it’s just not true. Words break us and word build us up.

I remember someone telling me once that she didn’t sing out loud in places because her husband told her once she didn’t sing well.

I remember the very moment and exactly where I stood when a church leader pierced my very soul with his words.

But… let’s flip this convo over on it’s buttocks and put the dark side down, shall we?

I also remember when I spelled the word “neighbor” right when I was very young (and I’m very old now) and how my Dad praised me for knowing how to spell such a hard word.

Our favorite outfit is probably one that someone told us we looked really good in.

I pray our daughter will remember the countless times we’ve told her how gorgeous she is, inside and out, freckles and all!! And gosh her freckles are SO cute!!

What are your freckles? And who is your taxi driver?

Embrace the freckles!!! And love the taxi driver anyway. Bless his heart….


Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable–if anything is excellent or praiseworthy–think about such things. Philippians 4:8

About Andrea

A stumbling pilgrim and gatherer and sharer of stories. Let's walk intentionally to hope.

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  1. Love this–& it’s all true. Need to remind my grands to remember how the Good comments made them feel- there are many more of the Good ones-so don’t sweat the few ugly ones. I bet Jesus has freckles. 🙂



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