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The Cost of Distraction: A Dream, a Wig, and a Warning.

I had a dream.

At first, it seemed funny. Maybe even random.

I was at a worship concert—one of those powerful gatherings where heaven feels just a breath away. The presence of God was thick in the atmosphere. People were worshiping, chains were breaking, hearts were surrendering. And I was right there in the middle of it, ministering.

Then, suddenly, something shifted.

There was a woman selling wigs.

Not a collection of wigs. Just one.

And for some reason, I was drawn to it.

I asked my friend, Do you like it?

And then—this is where it gets real—I actually bought it.

Not just any wig. A curly wig.

Now, here’s why that matters.

A few months ago, I lost my favorite curly wig in a fire. Anyone who knows me knows how much I love good wigs. So, in this dream, it felt like a small restoration, a little win.

But was it?

A Detour That Cost Me Everything

After buying the wig, I showed it to my friend.

She looked at it and said, I could make a better one.

That was all it took.

I left the concert—the same place where I was ministering, the same space where God was moving—to go with her in search of something better.

We searched.

We searched some more.

And after all that running around, I finally realized…

The wig was synthetic.

Fake.

Cheap.

I had left something precious—something divine—for something that wasn’t even real.

That’s when I turned back to the concert, but when I arrived…

My friends and pastor were waiting.

And they were angry.

I had abandoned my place.

I had walked away from my assignment.

I had gotten distracted.

No one needed to interpret that dream for me. The message was loud and clear.

The Subtle Trap of Distraction

The scariest thing about distraction is that it never comes screaming.

It comes subtly.

It comes in the form of things that seem harmless—even good.

For me, in this dream, it wasn’t a blatant sin. It wasn’t rebellion. It wasn’t even something that looked wrong. It was just… a wig.

Something I liked.

Something that felt like a small personal win.

Something that seemed insignificant compared to the greater picture.

But isn’t that how it always happens?

What’s Your “Wig”?

For some, it’s social media—scrolling endlessly while purpose sits untouched.

For others, it’s relationships—chasing what feels good at the expense of what is good.

For many, it’s the pursuit of success—running after a dream while neglecting the God who gave the vision in the first place.

For some, it’s comfort—choosing what’s easy instead of what’s necessary.

And just like that, we wander.

Just like that, we delay.

Just like that, we lose time.

And by the time we snap out of it, we realize…

What we were chasing wasn’t even real.

“Remember Lot’s Wife.”

“Whoever seeks to save his life will lose it, and whoever loses his life will preserve it.”

(Luke 17:33)

Lot’s wife wasn’t distracted by something evil.

She was distracted by something familiar.

She looked back—not because she wanted to rebel, but because she was attached to something God was calling her to leave.

And that one glance cost her everything.

The same way my wig detour in the dream cost me my place in the worship concert.

What Are You Willing to Lose?

When God calls, distractions will always present themselves.

Some will look like opportunities.

Some will look like restoration.

Some will look harmless.

But we must discern the difference between good and God.

Between what I want and what He wills.

Between what seems small and what carries weight in eternity.

Because what seems insignificant today can cost us greatly tomorrow.

Because our place in God’s assignment is too valuable to trade for anything—even a good wig.

So, I’ll ask again.

What’s your wig?

And more importantly…

Is it worth it?

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