My favourite day
Sometimes it's a bit more difficult to recognise that it's a good day and that God loves us. The comman cold has had me blowing my nose between sentences and sneezing at any given time and it makes me feel a bit blue.
I lead exercise time at school this morning and it made me all hot and sweaty. Which made my hair all messed up. Sigh! It's rather humid and hot here (32degrees and 69% humidity) so my hair was all over the place. Plus I wanted to wear it down so I didn't put in clips when I set out to school, I just stuffed it in my hat. Naturally my hair is curly and sometimes fluffy but this heat does something new.
At break i looked in the mirror and thought to myself "ahhh I hate my hair. it looks so horrible." I realised that God wouldn't be too happy at these thoughts of hatred towards his creation so I VERY quickly repented and said "God give me love for myself where I don't have it"...
This is a lifelong journey for us all. I walked upstairs and then downstairs where my colleague had just had her hair done. It looked really nice. She asked if I wanted mine done ...So I said yes! I had my hair put in a top bun. Let's just say God hears every cry and attempt to love (even if that means loving ourselfves better)...
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