"Genuine-nity" of thy smile

I have lived in London for almost 6 years, I have overcome a series of hurdles with regards to cultural differences and so forth. But there is still one thing that gets to me, it bugs me to bits - every single time it happens. The fake smile.

Working in front of house most of the time. I need to always look up each time someone passes by. When our eyes meet, I smile. The other person "smiles", yet the smile never reaches the eyes. In fact before they pass me, the so called smile has already vanished. This to me, means one thing and one thing only. This was not a real smile, it was fake, pretend, "just being polite" smile.

A smile should be genuine, and meaningful. I would rather they do not acknowledge my smile rather than tossing in my direction a fake one. Maybe we should blame all the magazine articles that have been written about the benefits of smiling that its good for your health to smile. Usually, if not all the time not mentioning that it should be a real smile.

When its heartfelt, the smile has the power to light up the gloomiest room. A genuine smile brings a ray of hope to the helpless. It glows. Its even beneficial to the smile giver! When you truly give a smile to someone it radiates from within, spreading through your entire being and thus making you shine from inside out. If your day was gloomy it lights up! If you feeling down, you can't help but be uplifted. Because you truly gave.

Lesson: Be a true giver. Don't fake it, you are only lying to yourself. So if you are going to be a Christian, be real. Don't fake it. Truly give your whole being to God and genuinely strive to be Christ Like. After all, He said if we voluntarily come to Him and want to follow Him. Then we are required to carry our Cross (i.e.: daily sacrifice: denying our own will, putting Him first, living for Him). So do not pretend to carry your cross. Start carrying it

from today. I promise you, you will be transformed from inside out!

Little Angie on her 1st ever birthday.

This is Angelina, she sure can give a genuine smile! Although she barely has any teeth, her eyes shine and her face is radiant because of this lovely smile she is giving us. Learn from this little baby.

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