A Prayer for my Hair

What is it about my perpetual dissatisfaction with the color of my hair? I mean, the Lord made it a lovely mousy-brown for a reason. The salon-fresh highlights couldn’t possibly add more to its beauty than He already provided… at least not for the 4 weeks while they actually still look fresh… I mean, I’ve had nothing better to do with 3 hours than soaking my scalp in a pool of chemicals anyway.

True confessions of habitual hair hang-up:

I have high maintenance hair.

And sadly, it doesn’t even look that great. No matter what the Hollywood fad is, I do not like skunky roots. Period.

So, once again, I washed that blond right out of my hair. Of course, I had to go way darker than mousy-brown and give it a luxurious, rich red-brown sheen so that over the next two weeks, as the shampoo strips out this month’s supply of chemicals, it might actually look something close to mousy-brown by January.

So, here’s my prayer. Lord, give me the conviction to resist the salon and bottled blond at the store. Open my eyes to the beauty of mousy-brown and help me walk proudly with it through this world of artificially beautiful hair. You’ve accomplished a similar, seemingly impossible, feat with me when you opened my eyes to the beauty of not-exactly-curly (i.e., frizzy) hair and helped me set aside the straightening iron. I know you are all powerful, and all capable. I know this is not too much for you. Thank you Lord.

And don’t even get me started on the grays…

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s