I am getting way too much gray hair. I am not sure who to blame. I think some times it is my kids or then I it is the church’s fault (that I pastor) or then I realize it is just maybe myself with things like overworking or just flat ge
tting older. No matter why, I am not a fan. I am not as passionately against it as I was like say against the Heat winning the finals, but still not a fan. So the other day, like many days, I was pulling some gray hairs out with tweezers. These are those gray hairs that are just hanging out all alone in the middle of a clump of dark hair. They have to go.
As I pulled one of those gray hairs out, I was suddenly struck by a deep thought in the middle of such a shallow endeavor. Luke 12:7 says, “Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered.” Wow! Yes, even the gray one I was holding in the tweezers. Numbered…he knows…say what. This is crazy. It tells us just how in tune to us God is. It tells us just how personal He is. It tells us just how much He cares.
Whenever you start to believe that voice in your head, that says “you do not matter” or “you do not count” or “no one cares” or “it would be better for me to gone”, you just stop. When you think no one sees you as valuable…go grab a pair of tweezers and pull out a piece of gray hair and be reminded you are grossly mistaken.
From someone who has a lot of gray hair I also like Proverbs 16:31…Gray hair is a crown of splendor; it is attained by a righteous life:)
That thought puts things into a different perspective. I am interested in different things :). If I had hair, I would be thinking the same thing.