Saturday, April 7, 2018

I Stink At Styling My Hair

Everyone who sees me is going to think I'm an idiot because I stink at styling my hair. It may sound ridiculous, but for a good 20 minutes this morning, thoughts like this consumed my mind. I didn't have much time to get ready, and I honestly don't have the patience to spend an hour styling my hair.

I had my heart set on pigtails. After about 7 tries, I gave up. I sat there for a long time contemplating how many different people thought so little of me because my hair looks so bad. It sounds kind of funny now, but in that bad moment I truly felt like every woman in my life looked down me because I couldn't even do the basic feminine task of styling my hair. Even my best hair days feel like everyone else's "meh" days. I felt my self-worth plummeting as these thoughts continued to spiral downward.

Then for some strange reason my mind wandered somewhere completely different. I thought about a friend who has endured hardships that I can't even begin to fathom. I started to imagine what those experiences may have felt like, and how difficult it would be for me to overcome them. Maybe impossible.

As my thoughts made a full circle back to my hair, my wandering mind settled. God reminded me that I need to take every thought captive, and to use that moment to pray intently for my friend instead of stressing over my hair.

So then I thought, If bad hair is the worst of my problems today, then today will be a good day. And if I have to live the rest of my life with "meh" hair because I don't have the patience or motivation to style it properly, that's okay. "People who care don't matter, and people who matter don't care, right?"*

I ended up settling on this doozy for the day:

The funny thing is, I spent almost the entire day outside with my family. And today was a very misty, windy day. So between the weather and carrying a baby on my shoulders on and off throughout day, no hairstyle (at least of mine) stood a chance anyway.

When my mind wants to fixate on something little, making something way bigger than what it actually is, I find it helpful to ask the Holy Spirit to take hold of my thoughts and fill my mind with His truth. Positive self-talk and praying for others are powerful tools against negative thoughts.

Romans 8:26-17
In the same way the Spirit also helps our weakness; for we do not know how to pray as we should, but the Spirit Himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words; and He who searches the hearts knows what the mind of the Spirit is, because He intercedes for the [saints according to the will of God.

*I don't take credit for this saying! I've seen it online accredited to Dr. Seuss, so I'm guessing he said it?

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