About a month ago I found my first white hair. My very first one you guys! I’m only 24! What is happening?! And then this week, I found another one. Ahhhh! It was more platinum blonde but still pretty white, especially for this brunette. I thought about plucking them or cutting them, but I was hesitant. I’m not a very sentimental person so I was so confused at my sudden attachment, especially to some white hairs. I mean, seriously who wants those?!
Let’s be real for a sec – our culture is all about beauty. There are so many different looks and products – the no makeup-makeup look, smoky eye, wedding makeup, a million face washes, toners, moisturizers, anti aging serums, pore strips, face masks, waxing kits, spot treatments, exfoliators, hair dyes (to get rid of those white and gray hairs, right?!). I mean, just type in beauty on Pinterest and you’ll find a trillion pins of all of them.
One of my favorite verses on this very subject is Proverbs 31:30 which reads, “Charm is deceptive and beauty is fleeting but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.” I was created in God’s image, making my beauty my own kind of beauty, white hairs or not. In fact, my whole head of beautiful brunette hair will one day be a whole head of beautiful white hair, with matching white eyebrows (hopefully they match!). My firm skin will one day be wrinkled from laugh lines. My white teeth will be worn from sharing too much ice cream with my daughter, pizza with my husband, and crisp, crunchy salads with myself. My clear-ish face will have age spots from enjoying the great outdoors, hopefully growing peonies. And those things are facts. My youthful beauty will cease over time and I will be left with old, faithful wisdom. A new type of pretty. A new beauty that comes from walking with God. A beauty that is found within the depths of my soul.
And honestly, I’m good with that. Bring on the wisdom, white hairs and all. Just let me apply my mascara first.