trade in that curling iron
Philip got me a new curling iron for Christmas. Ok? And? If you know sweet Philbo Baggins, you know he’s the WORST at gift giving. Like ... the worst. Bless it. So he gets me this curling iron. I open it and I say “a curling iron! Thanks babe. But you know I have one that works fine?” (As I’m clearly confused to why I’m getting a curling iron. Maybe he’s subliminally trying to send me a message. Like, “hey girl. Do somethin wit yo hairs”)
He responds “yeah I know. But I’ve noticed when you fix your hair that you have to hunch over really bad because the cord is too short to reach. And it just looks super uncomfortable. This one has a 9 ft cord. So now you don’t have to hunch over and hurt your back anymore!”
He noticed that?! What a precious angel nugget lamb. So, I used said curling iron with its 9 ft cord and all it’s glory and snapped a pic becuase my hair is fixed and I have make up on (a rarity these days).
Here’s the second part of this post:
I was curling my hair earlier today and noticed my back hurt. Then I realized ... I was curling my hair hunched over again. I have a brand new iron with more than enough cord space ... yet I’m hunched over ... causing unnecessary pain ... because that’s what I’m used to. I’ve done it for so long, the hunched back ache has become an old friend. And isn’t that how we navigate through our own lives a lot?
•We stay in bitterness because it has offered us a lie of justification.
•We continue in those unhealthy relationships because we don’t know how to operate in one that gives instead of takes.
•We hold anxiety and fear close like a stuffed teddy because we’ve operated in it for so long that we don’t even remember what it feels like to let go and be free.
Yet Jesus came to give us the 9 ft cord (so to speak). He’s saying, “Sweet girl. I’ve already given you everything you need to alleviate that back pain. Stop hunching over! Stand up! Walk straight! Be free! I’ve done it all for you. Just walk in what I’ve done”. What a gift.
Girlfriend. Trade in that old curling iron. You weren’t created to live a life hunched over.