Did Eve Wear Makeup?


We’re waiting the arrival of the Savior, the Master, Jesus Christ, who will transform our earthy bodies into glorious bodies like His own. 

~Philippians 3:20-21, MSG


I have so many liver spots, I should come with a side of onions.

~Phyllis Diller

Let me share the entire passage from the latter part of Philippians 3, But there’s far more to life for us. We’re citizens of high heaven! We’re waiting the arrival of the Savior, the Master, Jesus Christ, who will transform our earthy bodies into glorious bodies like His own. He’ll make us beautiful and whole with the same powerful skill by which He is putting everything as it should be, under and around Him. Did the fall affect our appearance? Did sin hag us up? Does sin affect our perception of beauty? I have a feeling that Eve was knock-down, drop-dead gorgeous. She was so perfect in beauty that she didn’t need to cover a thing. I don’t think she had a wart or a pimple; no moles and no liver spots. Not even flab under the arms or wrinkles on the elbows and neck. To answer the first question: “Did Eve wear makeup?” I don’t think she needed any makeup before the fall. Before the fall, we were not so intent on covering things. Sin not only marred the appearance of the body; it affected our vision our thinking. You will be hard pressed to find anyone on this planet who is perfectly pleased with their body. This is not a problem that is going to get better. Young people have a tendency to idolize the body and their appearance but that too will change. One of the affects of sin is aging and these old bodies of clay wear out.

Take Tuesday for example. I am building Holy a porch and I put up a temporary 2X6 brace and then a few minutes later ran into it with my head. The bill of my cap blinded me. I’ve just gotten rid of a knot on my head from raising up under the front in loader and hitting pure steel. That blow put me on the ground. Tuesday night I went to the farm just before dark to remove a tractor tire and as I was getting off the tractor, I hit my elbow against the steel arm of the front end loader. I got home, barely able to walk, disrobed and started into our tiny bath room: I ran slap into the sink. I already had a bruised hip, elbow and knee from tripping and falling on concrete Monday morning. I tried to play volley ball with the kids on Father’s day and I think I had one hit. Every time I would attempt to hit the ball, I missed the entire thing. My hand-eye coordination is gone. Since my back surgery, my mind tells me my foot is up when it is not actually up and this causes me to trip often. I am on a diet: no sugar at all which is a barrel of fun and I take about 12-15 pills a day, two for BP because I do not want to have a stroke. Without giving you TMI, I take stuff to aid my bodily functions if you get my drift. You go ahead and have a big laugh, your day is coming. You may not be looking forward to the return of Christ and a new body but I am. I don’t know if there will be volley ball in heaven or not, I hope not, but if there is, I will be able to hit the ball. I am positive that there is no soccer in heaven. {JK} Hey, Hockey is out for sure, too much fighting! Hallelujah!

I lightened up on the blog today: I figured we all needed a little laugh. Ran in to a TRUMP hater yesterday in Corums. I was wearing my TRUMP TRAIN cap and I could tell it offended him. He said TRUMP has caused more abortions than the democrats…Wow! How did he get 200 million women pregnant? He is just another bitter narrow minded Trump hater. I got him stirred up: he was hissing venom when I walked out.

Have a great day and I hope you enjoyed the blog. I got to do so climbing today. Putting the tin on Holly’s back porch. I officially, and I have witnesses, put Holly and Chloe on a moratorium. They cannot ask me to do anything for a month. I got to get some rest.

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