Monday Morning

I loved this image because I remember when I was a little girl and leaning in close to get my hair fixed. I think you could call it a rite of passage. If you asked my girls they would give you stories of me doing their hair and burning them with a curling iron. I am and have always been sort of a klutz when it comes to doing hair.

Well, today is our last day of November. I feel like a horse I had once, she had a very hard mouth and liked nothing better to work until she could get the bridle between her teeth and just the moment you weren't paying attention, she would jerk that bit in her teeth and off she would run, her mouth was so hard that you had to jerk until you jerked it out so you could finally stop her from running away, it was always a contest of wills.
I am like that today, I want to do things my own way, and God keeps jerking the the bit out of my hands. Today, I find that trial is like a long tunnel, I do not want to walk down the path, but God keeps telling me I must go, but that he is with me, with a flashlight, shining just enough for the next step. I am afraid.
I want also to look at Christmas and keep my eyes on that and ignore the trial. So this morning I read this:
A sign of secularism among Christians is our focus on problems and our insistence on instant solutions. (Ouch!) Why did Jesus Christ save us? To solve our problems? No. He saved us in order that we may live in company with Him.
" He died for us that , whether we are awake of asleep. we may live together with him."
1 Thess. 5:10

So today, instead of trying to get away from the trial, I will wait on Him and know that I am blessed.
Happy Monday