Friday, June 15, 2007
Who's that girl?
Yep, it's me! Weslynn! Yeah, I look a little different... because I have a ROCKIN' new 'do! Woo hoo!Check out my big adventure in the photos below:
Yes, I finally cut my hair (er, actually Scooter at Higher Image did, but you know what I meant). And I am absolutely in love with my new look! Although I refused to be afraid and chicken out, I must admit that I was a wee bit nervous. You know, a girl always has those thoughts of, "Will I be pretty without my long hair?" I don't know what it is about women, but boy are we attached to our hair! A drastic cut is a scary experience... but now that I'm on the other side, I can say with confidence that it is very freeing! I feel ten pounds lighter!
I told my mom last night that now that I've finally done what I have always been terrified of doing, my options for haircuts are now virtually limitless! I know it may sound a bit dramatic, but I feel like I just took a huge leap off of a big cliff and dove out into the ocean! Now that I've gone "all the way," I feel as if there's no more fear to hold me back. At least I know this applies to my hair and physical self... I pray it rubs off on my spirit man, too. I want to feel -- and be -- this free in every area of my life.
In closing, I'd like to give a big shout out to Scooter from Higher Image (whoot whoot!), who gave me a beautiful new look, and who was willing to put up with my school girl chuckling, photo-taking requests and nervous chatter throughout the whole thing! Aside from his obvious talent, Scooter is popular for two reasons: 1) his amazing scalp massages, and 2) his likeness to a young Kevin Bacon. Here's his card, if you're interested in calling upon his wonderful services:
Happy Friday everyone!
From my heart,
Weslynn at 8:54 AM
Monday, June 04, 2007
Put down the calendar.
As long as I can remember, I've been a planner. I remember one of the first times I wrote down my daily schedule. I think I was in middle school. I actually wrote down everything I wanted to do that day and calculated the time it would take to accomplish each task. It looked something like this: "9:00 - wake up. 9:10 - jump in shower. 9:15 - out of shower, blow dry hair, brush teeth, etc. 9:40 - put on clothes..." and so on. You get the picture. My scheduling of things to the minute was just a bit obsessive.Although I quickly learned that life isn't always so easy to plan, that mindset of having things scheduled stuck with me. I know I can't plan my days to the minute anymore, but sometimes I still want to plan my life and map it out, put it on paper. And that's something -- yes, another thing -- the Lord has been working with me on lately. He's been showing me that I have to learn to wait on His perfect timing and stop relying on my own.
Which is hard for me, honestly. Because I really, really like my timing! I love my little red leather date book. There's a feeling of relief when I write something down on one of its pages. I hate that feeling you get when you realize you forgot a task or an appointment. So when I use my date book, I feel like I'm safe from forgetting something. See, this all links to back to trusting the Lord, yet again (since I'm talking about trusting His timing here). Why do I have such a hard time believing that He won't forget me? I get so annoyed with myself when I don't trust Him. People say trust is earned, but there's got to be more to it than that. He's never, ever let me down and I know that, but I still have a hard time trusting. In my opinion, trust is not only earned; it has to be learned. (I feel like a professional student at this point!)
Remember the final scene in Never Been Kissed with Drew Barrymore? Josie is on the baseball field, hoping that Sam will come and give her her first kiss. She says, "Could I have five minutes on the clock, please?" And when the time runs out on the clock (the time she set), she completely loses heart. She assumes Sam doesn't love her, that he's not coming. And then, merely minutes later, as she stands there disappointed, Sam comes running through the bleachers and down onto the field... well, you know the rest of the story (and if you don't, rent the movie!). When I remembered this scene last week, I realized that I act like Josie sometimes. I set my own timing for things and forget to wait. But instead of a mortal man's timing, I forget to wait on God and His perfect timing. And then, like Josie, I lose heart and get discouraged when things don't happen when I think they should.
It's as if, all the while, God is saying, "Hello, yoo hoo!? Put your date book down, and take a look at mine! It looks a little different than yours. That deadline you set for April 27, I have scheduled for October 5. Don't get your panties in a wad. You're looking at the wrong calendar."
I'm learning how to put my calendar down and rely more on His. It's not an easy lesson to learn, but I'm finding that it takes a load off of me. I don't have to be in control, and there's comfort in that.
From my heart,
Weslynn at 1:39 PM