After 20 years of long-ish hairstyles…
Yup. I got it all cut off and I love it!
My hair has a lot of texture, and it has a mind of it’s own. So when I only get it cut twice a year, my hair becomes so bogged down and heavy that I can’t do anything with it. UGH.
When it is shorter and layered, it has room to move, breathe and bounce! I still can’t necessarily tame it… but that’s okay. My hair has LIFE again!
But what about the rest of me? My heart? My mind? My soul?
If I don’t take the time to take care of those things, I run the risk of getting bogged down with the narratives in my own brain and the crud of life. The negative images and thoughts can crowd out the joy… the abundant life…. that God wants me to enjoy.
I’ve got to let God prune out those things that are not of Him. John 15:1-5 “I am the true vine, and my Father is the vinegrower. He removes every branch in me that bears no fruit. Every branch that bears fruit he prunes to make it bear more fruit. You have already been cleansed by the word that I have spoken to you. Abide in me as I abide in you. Just as the branch cannot bear fruit by itself unless it abides in the vine, neither can you unless you abide in me. I am the vine, you are the branches. Those who abide in me and I in them bear much fruit, because apart from me you can do nothing.“
Let me be real — even though I love that verse, it’s hard for me to chew. I don’t like the idea of stuff being pruned out of me. Getting my hair cut doesn’t hurt at all. But this sounds painful. Really painful.
The good news? Jesus says, “Take My yoke upon you, and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart; and YOU SHALL FIND REST FOR YOUR SOULS.”
In other words — He’ll do the pruning. He’ll cut out the stuff that’s been eating away at my joy. He’ll be the one that gives me rest, even while he’s taking off the layers that bog me down, make my heart heavy and keep me from living life to the fullest.
So why did I write this blog post? Cause I never knew getting a new haircut would bring me such a heart-blessing. And much like my mama’s cakes, blessings are always better when shared!
With apologies to Laura Numeroff…
When you give a girl a sassy new ‘do,
she’ll want to write a blog post about it…