My grandparents on my maternal side were beautiful, and they produced heirs who were also. My father was and is still a very handsome man and the genetics from his bloodline produced some stunners on our family tree.
Physical beauty is a big market and most of us are attracted to the promises of and the appeals. I possess an ocean of lotions and potions, colors, and sprays. I can go from looking like a dish mop to a polished piece of silver in minutes.
I have reached the beginning of my elder years, my vanity wants you to notice I said the beginning of! I am wearing a crown of mostly white, I have areas of skin that resemble parchment paper. I am in a constant battle of little travel bags trying to settle under my eyes and the ever-present frown lines hanging around even when I’m not frowning!
1 Peter 3:3-4 ESV “Do not let your adorning be external-the braiding of hair and the putting on of gold jewelry, or the clothing you wear-but let your adorning be the hidden person of the heart with the imperishable beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which in Gods sight is very precious.”
1 Samuel 16:7 ESV “But the Lord said to Samuel, ‘do not look on his appearance or on the height of his stature, because I have rejected him. For the Lord sees not as man sees: man looks on the outward appearance, but the Lord looks on the heart.”
This is how I wish to grow, in the days I have left, which I hope are still many but when my frame has become tiny and fragile and my hair has thinned and is completely white. The wrinkles on my face reflect the wear, and tear of this life. The many miles traveled leaving their unmistakable mark.
I want my beauty to reflect the love and strength of Jesus Christ in my life, and his love that shines out of my eyes. I long to grow into God’s version of beauty~possessing a gentle and quiet spirit of peacefulness, kindness and joy!
Will I continue to slather and spray, of course! The best is yet to come!
Be blessed today and thank you for joining me. 🥰
Sunshine On My Shoulder 