Key Verse: Proverbs 31:25, “She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come.”
There is nothing quite as horrendous as just having made a commitment of not coloring your hair for an entire year, age thirty-three, and literally finding multiple, MULTIPLE white hairs a week later. There were no ease-it-in grey hairs or half brown half grey hairs, they were just pure white. WHITE. I am thirty-three years old and I have white hairs growing from my head! I figured making an oath to not color my hair would be simple, well, because I really only do it maybe twice a year, if I am fortunate, and my hair is healthy so this should be simple, right. I was so, somewhat, wrong. The white hairs came at a time when I just didn’t want to have anything else amiss happen. While you may be thinking that white hairs are not a real problem, they are not the end of the world, you are totally right, but this was just the icing on the wrong cake for me. These past two years have been a whirl wind of disappointments, some great things have happened, but simply put, disappointment has been part of nearly every day vocabulary. You know exactly what I am saying, because even though you may not be suffering from white hairs at thirty-three, you have dealt with some tough stuff and I am guessing it just feels like it follows you wherever you go. My new saying is, “God is my refuge. God is my strength. God is my shelter.” I say it every day, all day, all night. I imagine that I say it in my sleep as well. So, when I feel like I just want to scream at the next thing that is thrown on my plate of life, I try to take a deep breath, usually with some awesome essential oil in the palm of my hand, and say what gives me all the comfort I need for that moment. Oh, I still have some really-bad-days, really I do, but even in the bad days I am covered by the blood of the Lamb, and because I made a commitment to serve God with my whole heart, I know that my God has got all my steps redeemed and placed toward a future with Him.
Where does this leave you? Where does this leave me? Well, it leaves us in the hands of Jesus. Yep, it’s just that simple. I have to let go of everything that is happening to me because most of it I cannot handle alone or change the happenings. I decided to leave it in the hands of Jesus and trust that it will be all taken care of in His timing and perfect will. Hard? Yes. Impossible? No. Are you ready to put your white hairs in the hands of Jesus? Trust me when I say, you will feel so much better.
Lord, situations feel completely impossible and drowning. I cannot do this on my own. I hand them to You and trust that You will take care of my needs. I trust You. Amen.