When Your Roots Show

My most recent profile pic on Facebook reveals some truth about me that sometimes you cannot see.

If you look closely at this pic, you will notice what I’m talking about.

I’m going to blame the more-than-usual appearance of my true color on the fact that I am standing so close to Tim who clearly embraces his roots; but the truth is, it’s just been a long time since I took the time to hide the reality that I am aging!
I’m sitting this morning with color on my hair as my type,
and I’m wondering how long I’ll keep this up?
This hiding of my roots.

I’m thinking that someday soon I’m going to let this effort go and embrace the next stage of life in all its beauty.

Gray hair is a glorious crown; 

it is found in the way of righteousness.

Prov. 16:31 (CSB)

I was reading this morning about the different feasts the Israelites were commanded to celebrate after reaching the Promised Land so that they would not forget their roots.
God wanted these feasts to be a constant reminder of where they started and how God had been with them every step of the way.
Their roots mattered.
These festivals focused on bringing glory to God and showing thanks for all He had done for them.
I wrote in my journal this morning about the fact that as Christians the things we celebrate like Jesus’ birth and resurrection have turned in many ways into celebrations that bring glory to man.
Movies
Gifts
Parties
Commercialism
We’ve allowed our two annual celebrations to be taken over by society on many levels, covering our roots with shopping, new clothes, new toys, and on and on.
I may not stop covering the roots on my head for a little while longer,
but I want to stop covering the roots of my faith.
I believe Jesus was born so that God could walk on this earth with us, sharing in our suffering firsthand.
I believe Jesus died so that the need for sacrifices would end forever.
He covered everything – past and present – with His own blood.
And I believe He conquered death when He rose from the grave.
I also believe that when we accept Him as our Savior we never walk alone again.
We are filled with the Holy Spirit which even Jesus says “is better” than Him staying on earth with us.
One day, our faith in our roots will become sight.
Jesus will return.
There will be no more need for hiding our roots or showing them, 
because in that moment all mankind will bow down and confess that Jesus Christ is Lord.
I don’t want to wait until that day to get it.
I want to get it today, tomorrow, and every single day until I see Him face to face.
I’m not sure if my earthly roots will show on the day He appears,
but I want to be sure my spiritual roots are no secret.
I love Jesus.
He is my everything.
I won’t hide that truth with “Nice – n – Easy” or “Clairol”.
I hope you won’t either!
Share Him with someone today!
Let your “roots” show and have a happy Thursday!

One thought on “When Your Roots Show

  1. dear Tammy…
    You affirm what we women already know. That His plan is best. By allowing us to age, He puts us into different situations so we can grow (ok…get stretched beyond comfort)and hopefully be of more use to Him.
    My granddaughter asked me if I was coloring my hair grey now!
    Also ‘turning, praying, and patiently waiting’ for what is next in other areas of my life. xxoo Deedy