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Hair Gel

So I was getting ready for work this morning and I slapped some gel in my hair. Yes, I wear "product." In fact, a few of you have made fun of me for how much I wear when my hair gets a little longer than normal. Anyway, I have this funny brain that says that all of life is sacred. That's an idea that has been passed down for centuries from John Calvin. All of life? Everything? Mosquitoes? Sand gnats (not baseball)? Yes, everything. Here's how Ole Johny Boy put it:
God has destined all things for our good and salvation, but at the same time, to feel God's power and grace in ourselves and in the great benefits God has confered upon us, and so bestir ourselves to trust, invoke, praise, and love God
Say Wha? Scripture says it this way in Romans 8:28-
28And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.
OK. Still trying to figure out how Sand gnats and poison ivy fit in? What about the big stuff like parents divorcing, a friend who decides not be a friend, or these wars we are fighting in Iraq and Afghanistan?

Here's the deal. Everything is under God's care and direction, but God has chosen to let us have a say in things as well. Because we are limited by the things we can experience, our choices are going to reflect our needs and wants more than God's. So God has given us some things that are not in our control to remind us of our need for God. God also allows us to be effected by the choices we make, and the choices other people make. At the end of the day we are in a position of need, and only God can fill it. That's a good thing. That's THE good thing that everything is working toward.

So how does hair gel fit in to all of this? I have some thoughts on that, but I'd love to hear what you think. Is it a way to remember that God can help us stay in place or can put us in a place that is more orderly? Is it a statement of our individuality? Whatever it is, this question remains. How do you order your life? Do you do what ever feels right for the moment? Do you take time to think about who you are and where you are heading? Do you have a sense of meaning and purpose?

God can give you that. In fact only God can give you that, and I am praying for you that God will. Post a comment, email me, or send me a carrier pigeon if you want to talk about it.

God loves you, and so do I.

Peace,
Rev. Zach

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