Oops! My Age Is Showing

I hit a new low.  I was out shopping and the clerk said, "You know, you get a senior discount."   I don't want a senior discount. 

 I like to tease.  I should have said, "How insulting. I'm only 29." 

 

But the truth is - my age was showing. 

 

I went home and looked in the mirror.  And there it was - wrinkles, age spots, droopy eye lids, crepe paper skin.  Do I need to go any further.

 

I read something the other day.

 

It said they are not wrinkles, but survival lines of my life.  Each one holds a story, a laugh, or a memory.

 

I liked that. It made me feel better. Our physical appearance does change as we age. It's inevitable.  It's growing old with grace - knowing we have gained wisdom and strength through the trials and joys of life. 

 

Psalm 71:18

Now also when I am old and greyheaded, O God, forsake me not; until I have shewed thy strength unto this generation, and thy power to every one that is to come.