Of Paper and Verse

A gray head is a crown of glory;
         It is found in the way of righteousness  Prov. 16:31

 Truth in the Mirror

The lines in my face

Take time to develop.

Are proof

Of joy, happiness, cheer,

Concern;

Many days given as gifts,

Many second chances,

A sentiment not to be tossed aside

As lesser gifts so often are

From lesser givers.

But these gifts from Him,

Lovingly etched 

into the skin

I wear everyday.

For all to see that I have loved well,

and been well loved.

And this is beauty.

"For the LORD sees not as man sees: man looks on the outward appearance, but the LORD looks on the heart.”  1 Samuel 16:7b

Why the homely to thank Him?

In blemished skin,

Thin lips, limp hair,

Gangly or overly plump,

Yellowed teeth crookedly set,

Shoulders given to slump;
Though common the look
 Of this one once lost,
Purchased by blood
Of the highest cost;

A lovelier saint He does not see

Than the one 

Who can't claim 'worldly'.

Kara Liechty