I cannot believe what happened on July 4th 2014 at Lake Keowee where my brother and sister in law have a lake house.
There, sitting on the dock with Mike and his sister, Dawn, he asked me about my Crown of Glory.
He asked if I wanted to be "like him" with all my sparkles showing. Indeed I do not!
I want to hide, cover up, conceal
I do not want you to know what is plainly there
I rebel at the thought of age before beauty.
I resist the growing evidence of sparkles
Sprinkled over and around my crown.
A crown of beauty or
A crown of wisdom?
I want beauty not age
I want the wisdom with out the evidence
I am vain
I am prideful
I am a woman who knows not the
original color of her hair!
I am an appointment away from revealing
the true nature of my Crown of Glory.