I was sitting on the floor on Sunday when a little boy sat down next to me and said.

Boy: “What’s wrong with your eyes?”

Me: “What do you mean?”

Boy:  “You have lines.”

Me: “Those are wrinkles.”

Boy:  “What are wrinkles?”

Me: “That is what happens to your skin when you get old, it crinkles up.”

Boy: “Does it hurt?”

Me: “No”

The conversation continued as the boy continued to stare at me with concern in his eyes. Funny how I forget I am old until reminded by one who insists that the lines on my face certainly must hurt. I must admit that some of the events that led to the wrinkles hurt, but the wrinkles themselves are badges of honor. I have lived through trouble and am still standing. Why am I still standing? It has nothing to do with my ability or gumption it is God alone who has kept me moment by moment, day after day, year after year.

I look forward to someday leaving the trouble behind and gazing on the face of my Redeemer who rescued me. To see my God face to face who was with me in good times and bad and made me just as I am, wrinkles and all.

For further study:

Isaiah 46:4

Psalm 71