No one can steal the beauty
Of a woman
Who knows who she is
And Whose she is.
She steps forward
With quiet confidence
Because what other women have
Doesn’t threaten her.
Her eyes glow
With both passion and compassion
As she lives out her calling
And her care for others.
Her lips curve
With both laughter and determination,
Finding humor in life
As well as grit to keep going.
She knows her faults
And humbly accepts her humanity.
She relies not on her own strength
But on Christ’s alone.
Her beauty isn’t
Magazine model type –
Her body may be thicker,
Her wrinkles might be heavier.
But the strength and dignity
Carried in her every stride
Convey a deeper beauty
Than the air-brushed women
Will ever have.
And the fact
That’s she’s so unconcerned
About it at all
Makes her even more beautiful.
That kind of beauty –
Developed sweetly over years –
Can’t ever be stolen away
Because it’s from a character refined.
And that will last
For all of eternity.
Photo by Meghan Holmes on Unsplash.
The Vintage Girl 
Love this: “…and that will last for all of eternity” I lost my mother last summer to heart failure and by the standard of magazine glossies she was withered and well past her usefulness as a human body. Nothing left of worldly “beauty” to distinguish her, but to me and her 58 grandchildren she was so beautiful the earth has gone a little dim without her.
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Caroline, I’m so sorry to hear that. I lost my dad last year, too, and I feel the same – that earth has gone a little dim without him, too. I love seeing how a faithful, godly character can produce such long-lasting beauty in a person.
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