I don’t know why I hate it so much. It’s like a huge feeling of dread comes over
me and I physically can’t make myself do it.
One of the things I prided myself on when I was younger was
a very strong sense of self-discipline.
I could do anything, no matter how loathsome, and see it through to its
end. Now I just give up and I don’t care
at the time that I’ve not done what I was supposed to do.
Later I tell myself how lazy I am and what’s the matter with
me and all that kind of thing. But at
the time, I rationalize to the point that I don’t do whatever I’m supposed to
be doing.
Another thing I prided myself on was my hair. It was thick and was a beautiful color of
grey mixed with dark brown. I guess I
needed to be knocked down a peg or two because my hair is so thin now and I can’t
do anything with it. I fret over it a
great deal.
Maybe God wanted to show me that I should depend on Him and
not on my own efforts. Maybe housework
and hair are important in the world’s eyes, but God’s eyes are different.
I’ve been trying to let it go and do better at the same
time. It’s kind of a thin line. I need to have self-discipline to some degree
or nothing will get done because basically I’m an extraordinarily lazy
person. But where does my own
self-discipline end and letting God work through me start?
And the same with my hair.
Where does my effort at styling and feeling good about it stop and God’s
intervention begin?
It’s a thin line and one I overstepped for many years, now
that I look back at it.
When I think, “I must take the trash out,” “I must unload
the dishwasher,” and then I think of all the reasons not to, I need to realize
what I’m doing and how I’m thinking, ask God for His holy perseverance, and
then do what He empowers me to do.
Housework and hair don’t seem very important when there are
so many very serious problems in the world.
But God is a personal type, and He sent Jesus to save us
individually. The indwelling Holy Spirit
is also sent to each one of us. So
housework and hair are important to God because if I’m fretting over these
things, I’m not looking to God for my strength and I’m not partaking of His
peace.
I’ve got to do better…
Our foolish pride
comes from this world, and so do our selfish desires and our desire to have
everything we see. None of this comes from the Father.
1
John 2:16 (CEV)
I hear that Carol! As long as the house doesn't reach biological warfare status, u figure I'm good.
ReplyDeleteAnd my hair? God says gray hair is a blessing& with my convertible, I really don't care how it looks! Because it always looks the same--wind tossed!
house looks fine to me, and you always look great to me. lu davy
ReplyDelete