I’ve spent a lifetime taking my nose for granted.

Sure, it’s driven me crazy from time to time, when it’s stuffy or runny. Colds and the flu are not fun. But it has functioned, and looked, like a normal nose, so I never thought much about it.

I just had cancer cut out of my left nostril, removing most of the cartilage from that side of my nose. The top of my nose is now twisted to the left. Then I had cancer cut out above the right side of my lip, pulling the bottom of my nose to the right. My face now resembles one made of clay where the potter unexpectedly grabbed hold of the nose, gave it a good counterclockwise twist, then left it. Just like that. Oddly, he also left a blob of clay inside the left nostril, making it nearly impossible for air to get in or out. It’s a strange look, which makes me wonder what the potter was thinking. The good thing is that, like the breast cancer I’ve already battled, the face cancer is gone.

Apparently, God isn’t finished with me yet.

“…He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.” Philippians 1:6 NIV

I’m thankful to be alive and to have at least one functioning nostril. I’m curious to see what the Potter has in store.

And I hope to never take my nose for granted again.

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