Headcovering... putting feet to my convictions

For those who have been following this blog, You know my recent topic has been on headcovering. You can read my initial post and the comments that followed here:

What are headcoverings for and why would a Christian woman wear one?

I had a lot of dialogue with my husband yesterday regarding my continued struggle with yearning to obey the call God had put on my heart to cover my head (in response to 1 Corinthians 11) but also wanting to respect my husband's feelings on the issue (He did not feel comfortable with the idea). After much back and forth on the topic, where unfortunately I know I exasperted him greatly (which was not my intent), he said he still did not share my conviction but if it was that big of a deal to me then go ahead and do it!

Of course, I wanted him to give me a wondrous blessing and tell me how proud he was of me for being willing to go against the grain to be obedient to what God had put on my heart... and well, that's not quite how it went. But, I am thankful all the same. I love my husband dearly and I appreciate him loving me even when he is at a loss to understand me! (Please read the following post written at a later date - what my error was in this process...)

So today marks the day/the challenge of putting feet to my conviction!
Just saying that last line brought the following hymn to mind: Higher Ground
"I’m pressing on the upward way, New heights I’m gaining every day; Still praying as I’m onward bound, “Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.”

Isn't that so cool the way the Holy Spirit does this! As I just went to hymnlyrics.org to get the rest of the lyrics (to post below) and read these words it brought tears to my eyes. There are not any other words that could have any better expressed my feelings and my prayer right now. Our God is not a far off God; He is a personal God, a loving God, an intimate God. Thank you Lord!

Higher Ground

I’m pressing on the upward way,
New heights I’m gaining every day;
Still praying as I’m onward bound,
“Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.”

Refrain:
Lord, lift me up and let me stand,
By faith, on Heaven’s tableland,
A higher plane than I have found;
Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.

My heart has no desire to stay
Where doubts arise and fears dismay;
Though some may dwell where those abound,
My prayer, my aim, is higher ground.

I want to live above the world,
Though Satan’s darts at me are hurled;
For faith has caught the joyful sound,
The song of saints on higher ground.

I want to scale the utmost height
And catch a gleam of glory bright;
But still I’ll pray till heav’n I’ve found,
“Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.”


I am pressing on!

Momma Jo