It's been a few days since I have been able to get on the computer because my 17 year old son has been feverishly working on completing his take home final for his political science college course. Today he is off to work, so I am finally able to do some writing.
Yesterday I went for a medical test. I was pleasantly surprised when the receptionist asked me how old I was. When I told her that I am 42 and will be 43 on Sunday, she said that I don't look it at all. That's what surprised me. So I spent the day walking on a cloud thinking about how well I am doing at aging gracefully. I do have some gray hair, but that's a good sign of wisdom, right? Proverbs 16:31 says, "Gray hair is a crown of splendor; it is attained by a righteous life."
But then this morning I happened to actually look at my reflection in the mirror. I even smiled at myself. That's when I saw it - wrinkles. Not one, or two, but at least a half dozen or more appeared under my eyes and at the corner of my eyes. I wondered what could have caused my skin to stretch over night. Or perhaps I slept funny and caused my face to get some creases where there weren't normally. Maybe all I needed was an iron to just press away the blemish. Alas I realized that it is just another sign of the aging process....
1 Corinthians 13:12 says, " Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known." The signs of aging will continue to become visible in my mirror in the years to come. But I look forward to that day when I can be face to face with Jesus and be fully grown and matured in my faith.