The Blessing Of Wrinkles

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Hopefully you’ve known a kind older person in your lifetime. One whose face is filled with wrinkles from a lifetime of smiles, whose cheeks have a rosy glow from making the effort to be cheerful, and whose eyes have a twinkle of wisdom and memories.

The only thing capable of rivaling such beauty is a smile from a newborn babe. 

Forget wanting to look like movie stars and “perfect” folks. I want wrinkles, LOTS of them. I want laugh lines around my mouth and crinkles at my eyes. I want wore out hands from preparing meals for generations and I want joints so used they begin to wear and ache in my older years.

And don’t you dare deny me my white hair as a testament of the grace I was shown in being able to watch my kids and grandkids grow up! 

God, keep me so busy and focused on the living at hand and the love, smiles, laughter, and joy that come with it that I could not possibly end up with a drawn and pinched face or the time or inclination to have one stretched and taught from trying to hide the evidence of a life well lived.

I want to leave this world with every blessed wrinkle I can possibly manage to earn and when I grow old, stand back coz I’ll show them what beautiful really is.

Lookout world. Granny’s got cookies!

Make some wrinkles today!

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The Blessing of Wrinkles


  1. Thank God for you daily changes to your mind and body. And let your soul out shine them both. I love your recipes!

  2. I LOVE your website and the recipes, thank you so much! What kind of potatoes are on the plate with your Crunchy Chicken ? They look yummy, can we have the recipe. Bless you dear lady

  3. My mother and her mother had their children ‘late’. My mother had me when she was 40 (and tired already!) She passed away 15 years ago this week at 69 years young. She had cataracts for years and when she had them fixed I remember her coming away from the bathroom mirror in horror shouting, “I’m OLD! When did I get OLD?! I’m full of wrinkles! WHY didn’t anyone TELL ME???” I laughed until I realized she was seriously on the verge of tears. She looked just fine to me. I promised myself right then I’d never let a wrinkle put a worry or a shame on me like that. She’d survived miscarriages and cancer and a heart attack and family deaths and what all…and there she was ready to fall down on the floor over wrinkles! Not me, sister. Never.

    My Gramma, my mother’s mother, was my saint and saviour. Passed away when I was only four years old, and though I can’t for the life of me recall her face, I’ll never forget her words, her love, her wisdom, or her hands. Most especially her hands. I’m only 45 now, but as an artist I’ve spent twenty-some years with my hands getting scrubbed up in water and so they’ve aged a bit. Just the other day I looked down and I was shocked to see my Gramma in my hands. Them wrinkles…that softness…the skin getting stretchy like it does with age, with that little diamond-like pattern in the skin here and there. Even a couple of spots! A bit of a ’tissue paper’ feel to the skin now. Just like Gramma’s who was in her 80’s when she ‘went home’. And I am so damn proud! There was compassion and wisdom and life in those hands and I can’t think of anything more important to have in one’s hands. Those are the kind of hands you want to have if you’re gonna touch people you love.

  4. LOL I love this post. I feel the same way. I also think that I will keep my bad knees, I don’t especially want some titanium ones. I’m 61 now (when did that happen? I still see the 18 year old in the mirror. LOL) My Dear Mother was 87 when she “went home”. She was a “Southern Lady” all the way. When she was ill a few years before passing, she was in the hospital. She was in the ICU, and after a few days there, I knew that she was feeling better. How? She told me to bring her magnifier mirror and tweezers and her “fade cream”. No whiskers or spots for her. I loved it!
    Thanks for posting this, I am glad that I am not alone!

  5. Christy Girl, I agreee with you. A life lived with others in mind, is a life well spent.
    I dont want to quit. Ive already reached the achy joints, tire easily stage, (I am in my early 70’s) but I want to be doing for others till the very end.

  6. I just lost a precious quilting friend.She was 93 and fully white haired and wrinkled.She taught me so much besides how to quilt. She always found some way to contribute to her family and friends on a daily basis.What a wonderful Christian example.Thanks for the article today Christie.

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