A grandmother and a little girl whose face was sprinkled with bright red freckles spent the day at the zoo.  The children were waiting in line to get their cheeks painted by a local artist who was decorating them with tiger paws.  "You've got so many freckles, there's no place to paint!", a boy in the line cried.

Embarrassed, the little girl dropped her head.  Her grandmother knelt down next to her.  "I love your freckles," she said.  "Not me," the girl
replied.  "Well, when I was a little girl I always wanted freckles" she said, tracing her finger across the child's cheek.  "Freckles are beautiful!"

The girl looked up. "Really?"  "Of course," said the grandmother.  "Why, just name me one thing that's prettier than freckles."

The little girl peered into the old woman's smiling face. "Wrinkles," she answered softly.

What a beautiful story of love!  How wonderful it is when those who are filled with the wisdom that comes with age can still see the beauty in those who are younger and have much to learn.  And how wonderful when those just learning to spread their wings can see the beauty in those who have
flown so long they have grown weary of flying.

"The glory of young men is their strength, and the splendor of old men is their gray head." (Proverbs 20:29).

With a heart of love, may we see the beauty of God's children both young and old.