The desire to look youthful is not a new obsession. Almost 400 years ago, Hungarian Countess Elizabeth Bathory slaughtered virgins and bathed in their blood in a futile attempt to renew her youth. Although self-worship is not new, it seems to be taking over our entire society. We are OBSESSED with youth and beauty. We spend a fortune trying to look good.

The advertisements boast that we can look younger, restore our natural beauty, and have inner Beauty—all with cosmetic surgery. We are deluged with advertisers promising to make us—younger, gorgeous, fabulous, luscious, flawless, sensual, and kissable. We are constantly fed images of what we should look like. How many of us would spend $30.00 on a jar of cream if it really did make cellulite or crow’s feet go away? I KNOW I WOULD. The store aisles are full of products promising to restore that youthful glow.
In Isaiah 28:1 the Bible compares beauty to a fading flower. As we get more mature, this verse comes alive to us—so to speak. Youthful splendor eventually turns into a withering blossom—accept it. Get over yourself and get on with the rest of the years the Lord has blessed you with.

Let us wear our crows-feet, furrows and stretch marks as well earned medals of honor.