When Your Hair Goes to Seed, Praise God!

Give thanks to the God of heaven. His love endures forever.
Psalm 136:26 (NIV)

The other morning, I rolled out of bed, stumbled into the bathroom and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. Oh, no! My hair had gone to seed. You know what I mean. About every six weeks or so, gremlins come in the night and make your hair grow just enough that it’s ratty. You go to bed with your hair looking halfway decent, and you get up in the morning with it looking like . . . well . . . a plant that grew out of control and went to seed!

I called the beauty salon.

“JoAnn is out until Tuesday,” Cheryl told me. “Do you want an appointment with someone else?”

I didn’t. I complained about it on Facebook:

I really need a haircut. My hair went to seed last night, and my beautician isn't in until next Tuesday. Can I make it till then?

The replies came in:

Renae said: Sure you can. Wear a cute hat, and people will just think you're trendy.

I responded with:

How about a cheesehead? Would that work? (I live in Wisconsin.)

Joyce chimed in:

I'm in the same predicament, my hair is thick as mud and my appointment is on Wed., I don't know if I can hold out...anyone who needs hair, I will gladly donate. It's a hairy situation!

Then my friend Diana posted her reply:

It is a blessing to need a haircut--better than being bald and cold.

You might chuckle at that response, but wait. Diana just finished her last round of chemo after almost a year of fighting ovarian cancer. She gets it that hair is a blessing, especially in the middle of this cold, snowy winter.

In 1 Thessalonians 5:18, Paul writes: “Give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.” I often forget to thank God for the little things. It is a blessing each time my heart beats. I am blessed when I open my eyes from sleep, and I can see. I should shout praises to God that I can hear, think, feel, walk, speak, breathe and a million other things that I take for granted!

Thank you, Diana, for reminding me that it is a blessing to need a haircut. And thank you, God, that my hair went to seed.


quietspirit said...

It's the tiny things that we should praise God for. We were hearing forecasts of 4" -6" of snow yesterday. I called my hair dresser on Thursday afternoon and asked if I could reschedule. She let me do it. We got the snow but it wasn't like earlier in the month. But I didn't want to take a chance. Her shop is in the next town north of us. I don't know how the road would have been.

Jean Fischer said...

I can understand. I drove home in the snow tonight, and the roads are slick. No sense driving on snowy roads if you don't have to.

Dee said...

I have often said that although most people have a bad hair day now and again, I have had a bad hair life. I have yet to find the "style" that I feel is the "real me". But at least I have hair. And another blessing not to be taken for granted is that except for trips to the bathroom throughout the day, I really don't have to see my hair anyway...so who cares? ;o)

jean Fischer said...

LOL, Dee. I have a bad hair life, too. I can't decide on a color. This week, I'm red.

Jean said...

Ouch! How quickly we forget the blessings we enjoy.

Thanks for this poignant post.


Marja said...

Great post, thank you. I ended up here through Susan Rheinhart's blog :)
You are so right, we do not appreciate what we have, until it is taken away from us!

Jean Fischer said...

Hello, Marja.

It's always nice to meet one of Susan's readers. She's a dear friend and a talented writer.

Thank you for stopping by The Compost Pile.I hope that you'll visit again.


Susan J. Reinhardt said...

Hi Jean -

Thanks for the kind words. Marja, I'm glad you checked out Jean's blog. :)

I've been stretching out my haircuts because of finances, so you can imagine some of my bad hair days. Love the pic!


Jean Fischer said...

I'm doing the same thing, Susan, and it's not always a pretty sight :-)

Blessings back to you,

Jamie said...

That is so true. Hair is something we take for granted - unless we might lose it due to illness, etc. Nothing should be taken for granted. Even bad hair days.


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