Tomorrow starts a new chapter in this seven month journey. I’m both nervous and excited for this next month’s journey. I’m anticipating growth, and I am fearing the change and death that will all be a part of the experience. Yes, I am scared of this next month. As I prep myself, as I pray and think through what I want it to look like (read the latter part of that sentence again…raise your hand if you see something wrong with that statement), I find myself justifying why I need my straightening iron. And why I need foundation. And why shoes shouldn’t count as part of my seven articles of clothing. Yes, Ms. Hatmaker, I am taking your advice and going deeper–way deeper that just the seven articles of clothing. I am still praying through this next month, and what it will look like, but Hatmaker has told me that this journey through 7 is my own-she’s just providing guidance in quenching that thirst for more. She tells me
Whatever God has done or is doing in our family is certainly not a template, and I don’t want it to be…You have an entirely different set of factors…
Well, thanks a lot Mrs. Hatmaker for challenging me to go deeper than you. Darn it. Now I have no excuse to stop at the seven articles of clothing.
What does it mean to have my identity, my beauty, fully found in the Lord? Oh man, this has been an age old tale, an age old search from every junior high, high school, and woman’s ministry leader. And some have gotten it on the right track; and others have gotten it horribly wrong.
So here we go Vanity, you wicked frienemy…it’s time to kick you in the pants.