I haven't been around here this week because I've had nothing to say--except maybe "I'm so stinkin' busy I might implode" or "I'm tired", neither of which you really want to hear.
In the wee dark morning hours when I am the only one awake yet, coffee cup in hand, I peer into 1 Peter 3:3-4.
"Your beauty should not come from outward adornment, such as braided hair and the wearing of gold jewelry and fine clothes."
(Check! Can do; I'm a little long in the tooth for braids, and unless you count accessories from Cato's, there's not an abundance of gold around here!)
" Instead, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth to God."
(Hmm...gentle and quiet. Big,fat fail. I wonder what that even looks like. Gentle and quiet aren't exactly the first words that come to mind about me.)
In Jesus Calling, Sarah Young talks a lot about letting go of the picture in our heads of a controlled, neat-and-tidy life.
The Presence replaces the "perfect".
One commentary said that the word "fine" in verse three isn't in the original. In other words, there are no bonus points for being frugal or plain. Ordinary me, extraordinary me--it isn't about me at all.
In my busy, tired, messy life, Christ will guide me and give me rest. He quiets my anxious, overwrought spirit.