Baldy

A week ago I was in prayer and asked the Lord to take the insecurities, pride, and people-pleasing mind away from me. How could I continue my walk with Jesus while still wrestling tirelessly with these things? The next day I heard his quiet whisper telling me to shave my hair off. At first, I put it off thinking it was just an intrusive thought, only to hear once again the quiet whisper to rid my head of its shade. As the week continued my heart felt heavy as if a weight had been placed on top and a constant feeling of stress soon followed. Day after day in my quiet times, conversations with friends, songs, and movie nights with the boys I heard God’s so very familiar voice telling me to rid myself of the mask which for years has been a cover-up for my insecurity and self-consciousness. I finally told Him that, this, I could not do. Yet as the longing of my soul for peace and obedience to my Heavenly Father pressed on, I knew there was only one way. So now I'm here with the weight off my soul and evidently the weight off my head. How is it that we doubt so much the faithfulness of God someimtes? It is the voice of God we hear, and still we hesitate because of doubt. Oh how often I am like Peter sinking in the ocean…