Lately it seemed more challenging to repair. The canvas was not as tight as it used to be. She learned to work with different colors and new tools to cover the blotches and lines that appeared over time. Determinedly she'd worked to make the old look new. It was that time once again. She pulled out her palette, ensured the right amount of light was in the room, and began the work. Carefully she applied the colors using just the right strokes. Every so often she stopped, backed away and took a broader look, so she could get it as close to the original as possible. Just another stroke here, a line and a dot there, and finally she was happy.
Looking intently, she decided there was still some beauty in the landscape, though it was gently fading and still showing some defects. It didn't have the same loveliness it once held, but it looked fresh and new, better than when she'd started. Satisfied, she put away her toolkit, took another quick look in her mirror, and also put it away. It would have to do. Time was moving on...
This post addresses something we all deal with on a daily basis. It was not meant to be self indulgent. In fact, it's okay to get older...the hoary head is a crown of glory! More important than outer beauty is the inner beauty of the heart. Perhaps we all need to focus more on the inner beauty which will eventually reflect gloriously from the outer canvas we possess.
Go easy on yourselves, and embrace every day God has given!