Tuesday, March 29, 2016

An Open Invitation~

I've sat in her chair more times than I can count,
and yet, not nearly as often as I would like.

She, the artist -
my hair, her canvas.

As she paints away the dull gray,
and adds definition, highlight, and color with each stroke of her brush,
we pour open our hearts in conversation,
and explore the colors of life.

All the colors-
the oranges, pinks, and purples of laughs, celebrations, and blessings,
the reds, blues, and yellows of every day living,
the greens and browns of changing seasons,
and all the mixed hues of all the moments nestled in between.

We laugh,
and we cry.

We ponder,
and we reflect.

We challenge,
and we console.

We confirm,
and we convict.

And, we see God in the midst of it all.

Through her situations and circumstances and mine.
Through her trials and challenges and mine.
Through her blessings and rejoicings and mine,
Through her laughter and tears and mine.

And although it is my hair that has brought us together,
it is our love for the Lord that makes our time together so precious.

For more times than not,
as I sit in her chair,
feeling the stroke of her hand through my hair,
I hear the very voice of God speaking through this heart,
this willing vessel who is
open to His leading,
open to His teaching,
open to His instructions,
open to His precious Holy Spirit.

More than a place to revive and freshen up the look of my hair,
this is a place,
where each and every time I am there,
God revives and refreshes the deepest places of my heart.

It's why today,
when my heart was so overwhelmed with grief,
and my tears would not stop falling,
instead of making my way home,
I made my way straight to her salon,
straight to her work station,
straight to her open arms,
straight to her heart.

"Come by anytime. I'm always here.  Even if you just need a hug. Stop by. Come. Honest."

As she spoke these words to my heart the last time I sat in her chair,
I knew they were not just words casually thrown into the final moments of our visit.

I knew these words were words I could tuck down in my heart
and pull out in a moment when I needed something and someone to pull me back out of my sorrow.

I knew these were words that gave me
permission to boldly walk in at anytime and
permission to boldly interrupt at any moment.

I knew these were words that meant exactly what they said.

So today, I did.
I walked in and I interrupted.

And, I found the peace and the solace my heart was so desperately in need of,
because once again,
God was there in the midst of it all.

And when two or three of you are together because of me, 
you can be sure that I'll be there.
~ Matthew 18:20 (MSG)

Two people are better off than one, for they can help each other succeed. 
If one person fall, the other can reach out and help.
 But someone who falls alone is in real trouble.
~ Ecclesiastes 4:9,10 (NLT)

I've sat in her chair more times than I can count,
and yet, not nearly as often as I would like.

And, today,
a chair wasn't even needed,
just an open invitation,
and a heart ready to answer the call.

1 comment:

  1. Hi Stacey, I was nearly in tears when I read this. I have a friend or two like this and my need of them is great occasionally. I am so grateful for them and their readiness to share God's grace and mercy with me when I need it. Lovely, real and touching post
    God bless


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