Yesterday was not one of those days.
I have been exhausted lately, and so on Tuesday night, I went to bed at the early (for me) hour of 10:00 to try and fix the issue. As it turns out, getting eight and a half hours of sleep when you're deprived of it only compounds the problem. It was as if my body screamed at me all day "what was that and where can I get more of it? Oh, how about right here in the cafeteria!"
So I did something I never, ever do. I rolled out of bed, put on no makeup, threw my hair up with a clip, and put on an oversized sweatshirt with leggings and my most torn up, but most comfortable, boots. It was just not cute, but I didn't have the patience to care. I flat out gave up.
I went to work, then to breakfast, then to work again, then to class, then to chapel, then to class, then to lunch, then to class, then work again, and then another class. After that, I had a long dinner with some terrific people, got to catch up with a friend from high school, and stayed in one of the buildings drinking coffee and having a wonderful, lengthy talk with two great conversation partners. Then I spent the next two hours with my best friend and then I went to my room and crashed out dead in my bed.
But it was good.
I went into chapel and one of my favorite people told me that I didn't need to be worried about not wearing makeup. I laughed a lot with people I love. I didn't think about the strands of short hair falling around my face all day much and I just focused on being present without worry about anything but the people around me and the things I was doing at the time.
Yes, I am wearing a little makeup and an outfit I like today. No, I will not make the sloppy thing a habit. But it was so good to know that regardless of what I look like, I can still be blessed. It's obvious that God was trying to teach me not to rely on what I can do to be loved, but to realize that he blesses me no matter what kind of shoes I wear or how much time I spend getting ready in the morning.
Does that sound absolutely silly? I hope not. I think it's just a testament to how God has a personal relationship with us and really does specifically work in us and for us, even in the smallest things.
How has God shown you his love and big-ness today?