I’ve found gray hairs. I’ve found 7 gray hairs on my head. So not cool. Way not cool. I’m 33, I shouldn’t have gray hairs. Who can I blame? I’m leaning towards my kids. I asked my mom about her hair some time back..besides first claiming they were natural highlights confirmed what I feared–I caused them.
Maybe I should call them gray hares for my fear is that they will multiply like rabbits. Some say it looks distinguished. And it would–if I was 20 years older. Do I have to truly admit that I’m getting older? That when I turned 30 my body started to decompose and it’s starting to show in my hair. Or is it that my metabolism has slowed more and thus affecting my hair color?
Do you not know? Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom. He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint. (Isaiah 40:28-31)
So I’ll hold on to this. This is my promise for now. I know I’m getting older. I know I’m not as cool as I used to be, I know I will stumble and fall. But God won’t. I’ll have to hold to that promise…and remind myself of it when I’m lifting and get tired before I think I should.
But if my gray hair is from having kids, me and God are gonna have some words…so not fair that just because I gave them to my mom that I should get them too… though.. I can pass along the curse of having kids just like me to mine.. (insert evil laugh here)..or would that be too mean??