Wednesday, July 17, 2019

The Makeup Man

“Be beautiful inside, with the lasting charm of a gentle and quiet spirit.” ~ 1 Peter 3:4
Devon taught make-up artistry at the local cosmetology school.  Usually the goal was to enhance a client’s beauty, but there are many different kinds of makeup artistry.
Many work freelance for weddings and proms or in the fashion industry on photo shoots and fashion shows.  Some makeup artists work for productions or television companies.  They might also work at makeup counters helping customers choose products.  The majority of his students were middle-aged women hoping to fine-tune their makeup skills and mask the aging process.
At the start of this semester, a well-dressed gentleman in his later years took a seat in the front row.  “Peculiar!” Devon would recall later.
The new student seemed to have a boundless interest in learning the craft.  He spent extra time perfecting his skills and wouldn’t stop until completely satisfied with his results.
As you might image, the man became the main subject of conversation amid the all-but-one female class.  Rumors and speculations spread quickly.  Being a cross-dresser might explain his attendance and devotion.  The idea of a man taking pleasure in putting on a pair of stockings seemed laughable, pitiful – and frankly, almost sinister in this conservative rural area.
Undaunted by their cynicism, however, he listened carefully and took exhaustive notes.
With the term ending soon, they couldn’t hide their curiosity any longer and asked why he’d been so interested in makeup artistry.
“Last year my beloved wife,” he began, “lost most of her eyesight because of diabetes.  High blood sugar levels eventually damage the retina, that layer on the back of the eye that captures images and sends them as nerve signals to the brain.”
“She’s no longer able to apply her makeup.  I think she’s absolutely beautiful; even more so without makeup,” he continued.  “She knows it, at least I tell her so every day.”
“Her’s is an understated beauty; perhaps because she’s so disarmingly unaware of her attractiveness.  She doesn’t use expensive products – that’s not her style.  She’s all about simplicity, making things easy, helping those around her relax and be happy with what they have.”
“But the thing is this … she’s simply not comfortable leaving our house without a little make-up.  She feels safe behind it – kinda naked without it.  So I took this course to surprise her!"
If the others were ashamed, the man didn’t notice.  He’d accomplished his goal and couldn’t wait to get home.
Very soon, when his wife’s smile and laughter returned, her inner beauty would radiate again on the outside.  Her self-confidence would brighten her eyes and soften her features. And to be in her company, would once again warm the hearts of others regardless of the season.  Age can't touch that kind of beauty, it's just there.
Precious Lord, we know that beauty doesn’t come from outward adornment, such as braided hair and fine clothing.  Comfort us with the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is great in Your sight.  Amen