Obeying in the little things......

Several months ago my granddaughter asked me to let my hair grow.   No big deal, I thought.  I like my hair long and have gone back and forth from long to short to long several times over my life.  So, I started letting it grow. 

My only 'problem' is that my husband does not like my hair long.   He has asked me to cut it several times, and I have chosen to just trim it, rather than cut it.  It was, after all, MY hair, wasn't it?  Couldn't I wear it the way I wanted to?  And I was wearing it clipped up because he didn't like it long.  So what was the difference?

The difference was I wasn't honoring my husband's wishes.

A couple weeks ago as I worked on  my Bible study for class, I felt God tell me, 'you need to honor your husband and cut your hair'.   That thought didn't thrill me, but I processed it.  Last weekend I was able to tell my granddaughter that I needed to cut my hair.

"But why, Grandma?  I want you to grow your hair long!"  she says.
"I know, Princess," I responded, "But God has told me that I need to honor my husband, your grandpa.   You know how your mama would like to cut her hair just a little bit shorter, and your dad says no, that she can not cut her hair?"
"Yes, Grandma."
"Well, your mama is honoring your dad by not cutting her hair.  I need to honor grandpa by cutting mine.  Do you understand?"
"Yes Grandma."

So last night I told Tom that I was getting my hair 'shaped'.  That is all I said.  When I came home, he was so surprised as I had 5 inches cut off and now my hair was shaped and much shorter.  He liked it. 

"Why did you cut your hair?  I thought you wanted to let it grow."  He commented.
"Because God told me that I needed to honor you  by cutting my hair, because you prefer it short.  It is not to be what I want, but I honor God when I honor you."  I replied.

Needless to say, he was much surprised - and  honored - that I cut my hair to please him.  And I know that I also pleased God because I honored my husband.

What have you done lately that honored someone?  It may not be something as simple as cutting your hair, but it may be just preparing a meal for them, or like my son is doing this weekend, watching the children while his wife visits their college age daughter down in Tucson for the weekend.

When you honor others, you are giving honor to our Heavenly Father.  What joy it is to honor Him!

Blessings!