Girls, dry shampoo… The best invention ever? You hear me right? I mean honestly what did we do before it was invented? It’s like straighteners, what did I look like when I left the house without straightening my hair… Maybe one day I’ll share a picture. But you feel me… Dry shampoo; Life saving at times?!
But it was only a few weeks ago, during a very busy festive time, it was a Friday morning and I was just having a day when my hair was just NOT co operating. It didn’t matter what I did, if it was down it looked almost like stiff cardboard but massively full of volume, up it looked like a two year old had tied it back and with my hairstyling abilities those are my only two options; up or down. I tried to fix my hair for about 10 mins (all I can spare with a toddler and a 16wk old baby) and then I gave in. I was just going to have to rewash it before I go out later and survive the day looking like a zombie: ahhhhhh- how annoying! And then it dawned on me… Wait… rewash it… Huh… wait a sec... When did I wash it last???
This was a question that took me just too long to figure out. Now before you decide you never want a hug from me again, I had showered but realised that everyday since Sunday I had decided I didn’t have time to wash and dry and straighten my hair so I had just body washed and then dry shampooed. It was now FRIDAY! Ekkkkkkkkkkkk and ewwwwwwww. This explains my hair... It was protesting to the copious amounts of dry shampoo and this was why it was sitting like cardboard. Oh dear..I didn’t know if I should cry or laugh?
Please, please tell me this has happened to someone else?! Leave me a comment and make me feel better…
I was maybe telling/shouting my frustration to Blair later that night about how I didn’t even have time to wash and dry my hair anymore!? Ahhhhhh. It was then he pointed out that I had had time to do other things like watch greys anatomy, the good doctor and read my books from the library. Ummmm why was he also being annoying. I don’t have time…
But this did get me thinking, dry shampoo was a crutch. It was enabling me to keep going out in public without looking like a grease monkey and yet not dealing with the problem, I hadn’t actually washed my hair. I was using a quick fix when in actual fact I needed to wash my hair!! Like actually wash my hair, fully with hot water and shampoo and conditioner and everything. But what else in my life did I treat like dry shampoo… What else is a quick fix?
Now there may be some protest to this next part, but I do want you to think, what are your quick fix to problems that later turn into a crutch? For you, is it binge watching, reading books, reading christian books, shopping, home decor, the gym, eating chocolate, social media etc etc.
I truly believe that when writing this blog God has been telling me to be bold, to tell you, THAT GOD WANTS YOU AND YOU NEED HIM.
How often, when we have had a bad day do we turn to these crutches? We come home and eat chocolate and watch 25 episodes of Grey's Anatomy? (Again, just me?!) But what we need is our Father who loves us, we need to give Him our day, our problems, our worries, our good stuff and really just be in relationship with Him. But in today’s society we put soooooo many things before our relationship with God our Father. We spend time on our phones, on Netflix, worrying, exercising, eating, gossiping BEFORE we spend with Him. We need to put him first and foremost in our lives. Give Him time, give him ourselves.
So tonight I’m repentant, for all the things I spend time on when I should spend time with my loving, gracious, forgiving and healing father. Will you join me in actually washing your hair? Rather than using dry shampoo to be a quick fix?
In Matthew 6:21 we read ‘For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also’ and in John 14 : 8 it says ‘if God is all you have, you have all you need’
I pray that this blog resonates with you, that you recognise any ‘dry shampoo’ in your life and begin to wash in the overwhelming, refreshing, nurturing love of God.
For He is #allweneed
Hello, I’m Mhairi and I’m a work in progress! For those of you who don’t know me I serve on the Ladies’ Ministry team, am married to Brian (the friendly giant) and have two children aged 7 and 6. I’m an Additional Support Needs teacher, a skill that comes in handy when dealing with Brian. During my enforced recuperation from a foot operation I have been catching up on my guilty pleasures – tea, cake and TV!
I don’t know about you but I LOVE home make-over programmes. ‘Homes under the Hammer’, ‘Ugly House to Lovely House’, ‘Love it or List it’, you name it, I will have watched it! I love that people can take a run-down house and make it a beautiful home, more fit for purpose.
If my life was a TV show it would be ‘Extreme Makeover – God Edition’. When I look back at my teenage self I’m glad of God’s transformative power. Being called ‘The Terminator’ was amusing in my teens but would be far from acceptable now. I’m glad I’m not the person I was in my 20s either, I was fiercely independent and believed that I could do everything myself. My husband would hopefully say (but please don’t ask him!) that I’m not the person he married in my 30s, I’m not as uptight or demanding.
Although I might not like who or how I was at each of these stages in my life I can see how God was working in and through me. He was with me at each stage and He was fitting me for purpose. At each life stage God was showing me love and grace, teaching me, supporting me, moulding me. I can look back now and see how events and people have changed me, and that God was in each and every one of them.
I know that He isn’t finished with me yet, I still have a lot to learn, a lot to experience and share. I’m a work in progress and I’m OK with that. Just think how fabulous I could be by the time I get to Heaven!
Those curious about the antics of ‘The Terminator’ will need to wait for another post . . .’Hasta la vista baby’!
“Therefore if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come. The old has gone, the new is here.”
-- 2 Corinthians 5:17
Thoughts, experiences, and encouragement from the ladies of Falkirk Vineyard.