The glory of young men is their strength: and the beauty of old men is the gray head. -Proverbs 20:29, KJV
I have always wanted gray (or even white) hair.
I know. I am fairly odd.
I have three friends who all went white-haired in their twenties. A few others were noticeably gray by 25.
As for yours truly, I have earned a few gray hairs over my few short years.
At least I am tall and lanky so that I have some semblance of strength. I am a bit of a gentle giant, and that garners some respect (mostly from my wife who can’t reach top shelves or move heavy boxes or bags easily.)
But why do I want gray hair?
I instinctively understood it as a child, but grew to understand it better as I grew.
It is not just that it can look dignified. Gray hairs tell others we have been through life. They tell others we have struggled through some of life’s problems and come out wiser.
Gray hairs are earned by learning life lessons the hard way.
I have been through my share of struggles and have earned some grays, but the Lord blessed me with thick, persistently dark hair.
It almost scares me to consider how much wisdom He yet wants me to learn (“fear the Lord”), but the few grays I do own have taught me to trust His lessons and timing.
And that is beautiful.