The white hair caused me to reflect on my life. Now in my mid-thirties, if you'd have told me that my life would end up the way it is now, I wouldn't have believed you. Did I pray for my life to be like this? Yes.
So, why should I be surprised, right? Life is good. I'm happily married to a man, whom, if I asked, wouldn't care about white hair. I have a great job. I have great kids, great family, and a great church. And, yes, I am not naive enough to not realize that everyone's life didn't turn out so great. I do not take my blessings for granted.
But, about a year ago, I started a journey to become a better me. Yes, it was nearly a year ago that I lost my precious grandmother. I honor her by becoming the best me I can be. For her. For my family. But, mostly, I admit, for me.
But, you see, I'm selfish. I want more. I want to be like Mary Magdalene.
I've always been intrigued by her story in the bible. Jesus healed her. Yet, we know her name. There are several healings that were mentioned in the Bible; yet the name of the individual was not named. So, I repeat, we know her name!
Not only that but, upon deliverance, she was faithful. Faithful and holy. She followed Jesus throughout his entire ministry and was the First person to see Jesus after his resurrection! Talk about a First Lady!
So, I'm selfish. I want to be a better me, but I want to be found faithful!
And, yes, secretly, I am proud of those white hairs...
even if I do pull them out.
White hair is a sign of maturation. Maybe I'm just growing older, but maybe I'm growing wiser and closer to Christ.
My prayer for you...
Dear God,
I come to You in Jesus name. I praise you for all that You are, all that You have been, all that You will be. God, thank you for the blessings in my life. Thank you for white hair and imperfections, because I know that in my flaws, Your Son has made me flawless. I thank you for salvation. God, I ask that You touch the readers. Help them to see their blessings. Help them to see You when life doesn't turn out the way they planned. Help them to truly know You and our Savior. God, minister to them, right now. Help them to hear Your voice, to feel Your presence, and to simply be comforted. Be comforted in the fact that You see beyond their imperfections, beyond the flaws, beyond their mistakes, You see them. And, You know them. The bible says that You know the hairs on our head, even the white ones. So, let the reader know that You do indeed know them. And love them. And, that they will come to know You and love You. In Jesus mighty name I pray, Amen.
Be blessed,
Julie
