A haircut and color. Shorter, lighter than I had expected.
I did a double-take when I looked in the mirror. Of course, by that time, it was already a done deal. But hair thankfully grows. And I thought, “What the heck? I could learn to live with it. Maybe even like it.”
But John was traveling. He’s usually pretty good about being honest with his feelings, particularly when I make a change in me.
So I waited for him to get back.
Others had commented immediately upon seeing the change. Everyone was kind. So I thought, “He may really like this new me.”
When he returned, I waited for him to notice.
I even flipped my hair around, rather coquettishly, waiting for a comment.
Three days later, with no comment, no input, I was more than a little peeved. My youngest daughter, Debbie, finally said something to him.
“It’s nice,” he said.
I wanted to smack him.
My husband is a sweet man. He’s usually very observant, and his compliments are numerous and generous. But this time, this one time, I felt a little taken for granted.
Even with the best of intentions, I know there are so many things in life that I take for granted. That I will get clean water when I turn on my faucet. That I’ll be able to eat when I’m hungry. That I have a place to sleep at night. That I have people to talk to when I need a friend. That I will have the opportunity to do something that matters in this life. Not that I’m due any of this. It just feels like it should happen.
I take for granted that things will work out the way I want them too.
I realized that there are many times I take God for granted. Those times I don’t see Him specifically act as I thought He should. Those times when things work out amazingly well and I neglect to see Him in it. Or thank Him for it.
I was in a beautiful outdoor setting with my grandkids the other day. A place of uncommon beauty. And with the day being a little gray, a little drizzly, it appeared even more lovely. Full of wonders.
All of which reminded me of the permanent and glorious presence of God. Everywhere. Whether I notice Him, acknowledge Him, or not, He’s present and involved. Always.
He will be seen. He will be noticed.
“They (the world) know the truth about God because He has made it obvious to them. For ever since the world was created, people have seen the earth and sky. Through everything God made, they can clearly see His invisible qualities–His eternal power and divine nature. So they have no excuse for not knowing God.” Romans 1:19-20
My husband may take for granted the little lighter, little shorter. But we don’t have that excuse with God.
He hasn’t left that option open to us.
He will be seen.
Picture of llama courtesy of newfieworld.net.