"Should I just cut it all off?" I ask.
"Lalalalalalalalalala"
"Or does it look better in a classic bob?"
"Lalalalalalalalalala."
So then I turned to Asherel and started asking her advice, but even she soon wearied of the quest for the perfect haircut.
You can imagine the glee with which I approached my response when my sister Amy emailed this morning with several haircut choices, and asked which she should choose for herself.
First of all, sending links like that to me is like giving an alchoholic a gift card to the nearest ABC store. I was drooling as I perused the links, as Amy is far more gifted than I in finding classy haircut sites. Second of all, this was a Golden opportunity to practice the Modified Golden Rule.... I was about to do unto her as she had done unto me. I was just getting ready to type "Lalalalalalalalalalala" , when something overcame me. I would like to think it was the restraining hand of the Holy Spirit, but in reality it was a coughing fit. It gave me time to consider my actions.
I chose the cutest one, and also bookmarked it for my own future use, then sent her the sage wisdom of the Uber General of the Perfect Haircut Battle. See, I understand that a haircut can be much more than a haircut. In a world filled with uncertainty, inability to control events, seemingly random horrors occuring right and left, a haircut is one thing we can control. Sometimes cutting hair straggling in your eyes and pasting against a hot flashing forehead can change your entire perspective. Sometimes turning a completely new look to the world can make you realize there are endless new tomorrows where the world and you will be better.
There is of course an easier and less expensive route to this awareness. I guarantee my friend Joy is already typing the verses.
"His mercies are new every morning....great is thy faithfulness." Lamentations 3:22
and "I will give you a new heart, and put a new spirit in you." Exekiel 36:26
"Therefore if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation" 2 Corinthians 5:17
This is all true, and every morning I do spring out of bed, with joy in my heart and my hair sticking out in all directions, frizzy and grey, shouting, I am a new creature in God! Who needs the perfect haircut!!!? Beauty and youth is SO yesterday!
OK, so I am not there yet, but I am going to meditate on those verses in between salivating over the haircut pictures Amy sent.
