Insert a big fat first world problem sigh—I'm not the only woman in the world who is exhausted by keeping up with endless amounts of grooming. I know, I know, I could go totally natural and excuse myself from all of it, but...um...no. Since I am choosing this, I shouldn't complain; however, since I am the queen of TMI. . .here goes.
Many stylists have told me I'm "blessed" with great brows. Thank you, thank you very much. However, these brows are full of themselves because they grow like they've got an internal gardener tending to their TLC. I simply cannot keep up. Pluck? Wax? Both? And, like a surprise jumping out of a cake, forty brought new friends that play or camp out above my lip, on my chin, etc. Ugh. Since Central Florida is pretty much devoid of seasons and we can wear flip flops and shorts ten months out of the year (I know, poor me.), the prickly legs and pedicure/lack thereof add to the merry go round of keeping up. Throw in life, and sometimes you just want to toss up your arms (make sure you've taken care of that too) and put a bag over your head and dare someone to comment.
Allow me to get serious for a second. I AM grateful for these problems. Women fighting diseases I have not dealt with, nor do I want to, PRAY to have all these issues. My point in all this besides the catchy title and grooming humor is that sometimes I think of my faith like this. Replace the title with daily prayer, daily devotional, and daily repentance! For believers, especially those brought up in the church, these privileges are taken for granted. My father used to say, "We don't have to go to church; we get to go to church." Then, I would roll my teenage eyes and begrudgingly get in the car. Today, I understand. Today, I look around the world and see those who would give their right arm-literally-to worship in the open-unafraid.
The Creator of the Universe wants me to converse with Him-daily and offers me an opportunity to be forgiven.
Copies of God's living, breathing, life-changing Word lay all over my house.
Not only do I get to go to worship; I can choose which style of worship is more to my liking.
Abba Father (Daddy), as a mama and a former educator, I strongly dislike whining. Forgive me for doing so. Thank you for loving me through it.
Amanda Williams is a forty-year old wife and mother of two who can still swing her pony tail and display just a tad of sass. She is also a Jesus loving girl who realizes she is nothing without the One who saved her. Amanda has two degrees specializing in serving students with special needs and is currently working in the field of Leadership Development. She is a Christian author, speaker, blogger, and publisher who loves serving beside her husband at her local place of worship, First Baptist Church of Ocala.