We all have that one (or maybe more) things we don't like about the way we look. We try to
"fix" it. Make up, clothes, new styles, "miracle" products...hide what we don't like. Every time we look at that one area of our body we get frustrated or mad. For me it's my hair. My hair drives me crazy. It's baby fine, has an annoying cowlick and just doesn't cooperate with anything I try to do to it to make it look what I deem presentable. LOL
The thing is, I have argued with God about this for years. I've begged, pleaded, cajoled, complained, and threatened....just been obnoxious about what He's given me. I've lived in envy of those (which is just about anyone else) who have thick luxurious hair. Those people who can wake up in the morning and walk out the door with great looking hair, no fuss, no muss. AAAHHH! Why not me, I've cried our hundreds of times over my life.
Well, I'm 58 now and still the Lord has not gifted me with thick hair. I do like the color, but I just want another helping! The Lord has not seen fit to put more hair follicles on my head. And no matter how many times I ask, His answer remains the same.
The other morning brought more of the same. Shower, check. Teeth brushing, check. Make up, check. Hair.....AAAHHHH Another round of arguing with the Lord. Another round of foot stomping. Another round of complaints. And then I "heard" my Father, loud and clear...."Submit." Really? I don't think I like where this is going. I was being asked to submit my desires, my wants, my way to the Lord. God wanted surrender and I was in disobedience. That is not something I wanted to hear. I was exalting my wants and desires above His will for my life. All. These. Years.
1 Samuel 15:23 For rebellion is as the sin of witchcraft, And stubbornness is as iniquity and idolatry. Because you have rejected the word of the Lord, He also has rejected you from being king.” That sounds pretty harsh, right. But when you get right down to the nitty gritty any kind of disobedience is rebellion to God. And I've been rebelling for years. I've been stubborn and stiff-necked. (I'm sure there are other areas where this is true as well, but thankfully the Lord doesn't overwhelm us with our faulty areas all at one time.)
So, my job now is to submit my hair to the Lord. Every day, every time I fix it, look in the mirror....no more complaints, pleadings or foot stomping. Just submission. I know this is a small area of life, something that really is born or pride...but it's a catalyst and training for all areas of my life. If the hairs of my head are numbered, they are numbered by my Father who made me just the way He desired and my job is to submit to and celebrate His ways. Philippians 4:11 Not that I speak in regard to need, for I have learned in whatever state I am, to be content:
Thank You Lord for teaching me something in the smallest areas of life. Forgive me for my pride and my rebellion. I submit my hair to You and desire to submit all things in my life to You...help me to continue to learn this each day. Give me a heart to bend my knee to Your ways....knowing that You will always do what's right. Your heart is always kind, always for me. Your wisdom knows no bounds. I let all of this go when I refuse to allow You to be God, when I refuse to submit and be grateful. Thank You that You always forgive, always teach, always love. Change my heart. In Jesus' mighty name. Amen.
What's your area? Where does our Father want you to let Him be God?
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