As a small child, my mom would smooth down my eyebrows as soon as I woke up in the morning. As a teen, I would make my eyebrows a mess by pushing them backwards against the grain…just to see if my mom would notice. She always did. Apparently, those eyebrows were wild!
Interestingly enough, my mom has never worn make up. Therefore, she didn’t teach me about make up. Other than smoothing my eyebrows down, she taught me nothing about taming the beasts above my eyes. It wasn’t until I had been in the Air Force for over four years that friends took me to a tweezing session. That first tweezing was HORRIBLE! My eyes were welled up and I was sneezing. I thought my brains were being pulled out!
Since then, I’ve experienced cultural eyebrow grooming throughout the world. Most notably, the string technique in Turkey, a wicked stinky mix of wax in Korea, and a hefty German woman plucking away while swilling beer.
My eyebrows have been beaten into submission.
My husband’s eyebrows? They are a different story. He has one that shoots out like cockroach legs. I’m constantly smoothing his eyebrows down. What I would give to take a pair of tweezers to his caterpillars!
Alas, last week while wiping a roach leg into place, I suddenly had a thought. Does anyone, let alone God, really care about the appearance of our wild brows? Instantly a verse came to mind.
“Your beauty should not come from outward adornment, such as elaborate hairstyles and wearing of gold jewelry or fine clothes. Rather, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God’s sight.” ~1 Peter 3:3-4 (NIV)
Each of us have such potential to be great in God’s sight…with or without the outward adornments. God doesn’t equate the outward adornment of our eyebrows with our inner worth.
My eyebrows will continue to be tamed.
My husband’s will probably continue to get my attention.
With 1 Peter in mind, I’m going to try to give his brows less attention.