What I Learned from a Tiny Little Band-Aid

I’ve hesitated writing about this and posting it because so many of you are dealing with much bigger things and you are so, SO very brave. I write not to draw attention to myself and my circumstances, but to point to God, how I’ve seen Him work and what He’s been teaching me.

I want to tell you about a few lessons I’ve learned from wearing a band-aid on my head. I know it sounds weird, but you should try it sometime. Seriously.

You see, I’m an introvert at heart (with some extrovert qualities here and there) and “The Sweet Life” (aka: Type I Diabetes) has been a pretty good disease for me. It has been a fairly hidden disease, especially since I wear an insulin pump. Sure, I get strange questions when I wear the pump in a visible spot, but for the most part, lots of people are surprised when they finally learn I have diabetes and, in a strange way, that is a blessing.

So for introverts like me who are used to a hidden disease, when your dermatologist does a biopsy on a weird spot onTeddy Bear Bandaid your forehead, it’s a little overwhelming to walk out of the office with a band-aid on your face for everyone to see. It was a tiny band-aid, but still. It drew attention. People stared. And it started perhaps one of the most interesting learning experiences of my life.

The way people reacted to a band-aid on my head was absolutely fascinating to me. I lived my life normally…I kept going to work, went out to eat several times, to church, and to a basketball game, so I encountered lots of people of all ages and their reactions were extremely (and surprisingly) varied.

  • Some people didn’t say anything at all.
  • Most people would look at the spot once and then try to talk to me like they hadn’t seen it.
  • I was especially impressed with and touched by one high school student I had one-on-one that weekend who just glanced at it at the beginning of our time together and made the most connected eye-contact with me the rest of the hour.
  • The first person who actually asked me what was wrong with my head was a five-year old a-dor-ab-le little girl who wouldn’t accept my answer of “I decided to put a polka-dot on my head”. She was legitimately concerned about why it was there.
  • Another little girl just stared at the band-aid the whole entire time she was talking to me.
  • Only about three adults flat-out asked me what happened to my head.
  • One lady didn’t ask me anything about why it was there, but did try to adjust my bandage.
  • Some people said really awkward things. (ie: “There’s a spot on your head.”)
  • Perhaps my favorite?
    Shortly after the doctor called with my biopsy results (it was basal cell carcinoma, aka: the most common type of skin cancer), I ran by Starbucks. The barista was especially inquisitive about my band-aid, but there were only so many questions he could ask before I could no longer hide that it was skin cancer. *cue the awkward* He did end our conversation by letting me know I was rocking my band-aid. 😀 Bless his heart. (And then this song played on the radio on my way home…I was basically a puddle.)

Every one of those experiences taught me so much about how I want to relate and react to others and reminded me where my worth is found. I learned a lot through that tiny little band-aid and now I get to learn even more.

I had MOHS surgery this past Wednesday to remove the cancerous spot (I’ll just go ahead and give you a link to the Google for that because if you’re anything like me, that’s what you’re going to do next. You’re welcome.) God is so gracious and kind. I had prayed it would be contained and not too deep and He answered that prayer beautifully. They got it all the first time. Now I get to learn even more lessons with a bigger bandage and stitches that I’m quite certain make me look like Sally Skellington from The Nightmare Before Christmas. (Those are to be revealed tomorrow, so we shall see.) 

Through it all, God has drawn me closer to Himself, He has still proven to be faithful, and He has shown me more of His unwavering character. 

So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day. For this light momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison, as we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal.
{2 Corinthians 4:16-18}

I have no idea how people who do not have Christ in their life deal with anything. If I didn’t know my worth in Christ, I would undoubtedly be a miserable sad-sack. My confidence must be found in Him. If only more people looked at others like God looks at us. For the Lord sees not as man sees: man looks on the outward appearance, but the Lord looks on the heart.” {1 Samuel 16:7}

So I just have to ask. What does the Lord see when He looks at you? Does He see your sinful, rotten, dirty, rebellious heart? That’s a sad state to be in. My heart was that way, but He changed it! My life is hidden in Christ now.

Is your heart hidden in ChristIf it is, God sees Christ’s perfect, spotless righteousness when He looks at you. And isn’t that a beautiful thought?!

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P.S.–To all of you who have prayed, called, texted, hugged, or even not known what to say…thank you. You sure know how to make a girl feel loved.