Gray Hair Blessings

If you woke up today, make it count.

I have reached a point in my life where gray hairs are ongoing participants. There are no longer one or two that I can pull. They are everywhere. At the moment, I make regular appointments with my hairdresser, who is also a sweet friend of mine, to keep them covered. I have grown to prefer her artistry over the artistry of time.

I have often thought that I wouldn’t mind the gray so much if they didn’t come in standing straight up. I mean, seriously, they will fight any amount of product that I put on them to make them fall in line with the rest of my hair. They seem determined to demand my attention.

Recently, as I was praying while getting ready for work, a new one caught my attention. It was standing straight up, almost defying gravity and daring me to pull it, but as I zeroed in on it, I felt a little nudge in my heart asking me why it bothered me so much. It’s existence was simply proof of my time on earth.

When did getting older become so taboo?

In the Bible, the Book of Proverbs, (which happens to be one of the Books of Wisdom), tells us, “Gray hair is a crown of glory; it is gained in a righteous life.” Proverbs 16:31

The appearance of gray hair means that we have been blessed with a certain amount of longevity and I immediately thought of a friend of mine who was lost to ALS who didn’t have her first gray hair yet. What would she have given to live long enough to worry about something as trivial as gray hair?

As I continued down that thought path, it occurred to me that maybe they stand straight up because they are supposed to serve as a reminder of our limited time here on earth. Everyday that we wake up is a gift. Everyday we wake up is proof that God isn’t finished with us yet and we still have a mission on this side of eternity.

The gray serves as a reminder to make each day count. It also serves as a reminder that we have attained a certain amount of wisdom that comes from living. Are we sharing that wisdom? It seems like today’s world could definitely benefit from some wisdom, especially wisdom from long time Christ followers.

As I finished doing my hair, I felt a lot less annoyance over the gray. I don’t have to love them, but I can learn to appreciate their message. After all, I can always use reminders of my many blessings and that everyday should count. Perhaps you can too!

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

 

 

Oh Praise Him!

 

Last week, my daughter texted me that she had rearranged the furniture in our living room. It had been a super long week and I was exhausted. I began the week, staying up very late cheering for my alma mater in the national championship game, which they won, but that meant that the rest of the week was filled with deep fatigue.

Since I am a college advisor and it was the first week of the semester, it was an especially busy week, filled with constant email and an orientation that I was responsible for leading. Added to that, one of our cars was in the shop, so my family was carpooling.

Due to both fatigue and carpooling, I skipped my morning yoga and I missed out on my daily reflection and prayer time on my drive in. By the end of the week, I felt like I was walking in cement. I was physically and spiritually, running on empty and that is not a place I like to be.

So when I received that text from my daughter, I could have cared less about the furniture. I just longed to get in my bed and sleep for days. But, God was at work.

When Sunday came and everything was cancelled due to expected snow and ice, I settled in my chair which now faced the big picture window in the living room. (It used to be at its back.) It was nice being able to see out. It was gray and raining, but it was facing nature. We tuned into our favorite church service out of Savannah. The first song was an old hymn, “All Creatures of Our God and King.” I sang that song as a child growing up, so it was familiar, but they jazzed it up a bit and I sang along.

This particular hymn is all about creation praising it’s Creator. It even talks about the sun and moon praising God. When we got to the line “Praise, praise the Father, praise the Son, and praise, praise the Spirit three in one,” the first big fluffy snow flakes began to fall. My eyes filled with tears at their majesty. My hubby and I looked at each other and grinned. He jumped up and began videoing those gorgeous flakes.

Snow is a big deal in the deep south. We don’t see it often and when we do, we are always filled with wonder. When my hubby played the video back later, we could hear that hymn playing and I didn’t fail to miss the God wink.

Although the snow was hard to beat, the sermon was fabulous and out internet went down as soon as the pastor ended with prayer. We didn’t have it back until Monday.

I took the rest of the day and reflected, prayed and wrote. God knew about the week I had and He met me in my weakness. He prompted the furniture arrangement. The forecasters had no clue when the snow was coming, but God knew and at the very moment we were singing a hymn of praise, He showed Himself.

God is always working, most often, unseen and when I find myself in a hole, praise is always the way out. Because when I acknowledge His majesty, He tends to show up in the most amazing ways. Sometimes I need reminding. Perhaps you did too.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

 

Epiphany Lessons

If we want to see more of Jesus, we need to stay close to Him like the servants did.

As I was driving to work yesterday, which happened to be Epiphany, I was bone tired. My week had started off with a power outage on the coldest night of the year so far and while everyone in surrounding neighborhoods got their power back, we went overnight without ours. We were incredibly blessed to have gas logs to keep us warm, but my first day back to work after the Christmas break began with a two minute cool shower and putting makeup on with the light of a flashlight.

I counted my many blessings all the way to work and thanked God that the situation was temporary.

But, as the week went on, one thing happened after another, with unexpected stress and projects and I began to think that 2022 was not starting out well at all.

Yesterday, before I left for work, I read in my daily devotional the story of Jesus turning water into wine found in John 2. I love that story for so many reasons, but this time, the focus was on verse 9 where it said that the headwaiter didn’t know where the wine came from, but the servants knew. The ones who were walking the closest to Jesus, the servants, knew that a miracle had happened.

The people at the wedding party were oblivious, but the servants knew.

So as I drove to work, on the day that we celebrate the Three Wise Men honoring and worshipping Jesus, I was utterly exhausted and not really looking forward to the rainy day that my weather app predicted was coming. I had tried so hard all week to be positive; I had so much to be thankful for, but I was struggling.

Then I turned onto to the last part of my trip and was greeted by a beautiful display in the sky. Even thought skies were cloudy, the sun found a way and I just had to smile as the words from my morning devotional ran through my head. I stopped and took the time to snap a photo. I’ve no doubt there was a scientific explanation for the display at the very moment that I was praying, but I knew.

I knew it was encouragement and a reminder that God has a plan, that I never walk alone and He always hears me.

Epiphany is about the truth of Christ being shared with all people. It’s about a group of foreign men following signs in the sky that led them to the newborn Messiah. Even thought they weren’t Jewish, even thought they had traveled far, they knew they should try to see Him and worship Him.

A sunrise on a cloudy morning reminded me to do the same. Perhaps you needed reminding too.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂