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Dependence
- June 17, 2005
I SO depend upon the gal who does my hair. You gentlemen might not understand this, but there's a certain trust between a woman and her hair dresser. Every time I go in, I put my hair in her hands (incidentally, in return, she puts her hands in my hair).
I knew it was time to go in this week. Having grayed early in life, I have to be careful not to get that parfait look. White layer-chocolate layer looks good in a dessert, but not necessarily on a head. When I glance in the mirror and notice a white skunk stripe down the center, I know it's past time. The Cruela Deville look is just not for me.
It's even worse when I'm not the only one who notices. I hate it when a tall person looks down at the top of my head (being five foot zero has definite hair disadvantages), and says in a bullhorn voice, "Do not look directly into the roots; corneal damage may occur!" It's one thing for people to be blinded by my beauty (clearing throat here), but this is something entirely different.
So I went in a few days ago for my hair fix. Being chemically dependent on hair products doesn't necessarily need an intervention, by the way. Anyway, it was practically magic. In just an hour or so, voila; I was transformed! No corneal damage, no "Touched by an Angel" kind of scalp-glow happening; just good, hair. (Did I mention that I love my hair lady?)
While I'm confessing my dependencies, let me just say that I have another one that's eternally more significant. I'm depending on my Heavenly Father for so much more than good hair. He is my very life. Isaiah 26:3-5 says, "People with their minds set on you, you keep completely whole, Steady on their feet, because they keep at it and don't quit. Depend on GOD and keep at it because in the LORD GOD you have a sure thing."
Hair colors may come and go (I'm especially sure about the going part), but our God is a sure thing; ever steady, ever dependable. I can trust Him with all of me, not just my hair. Relying on Him for everything I need in life provides a rest, a peace and an unexplainable joy that doesn't have anything to do with circumstances (including skunk hair). It's better than magic! My dependence on the Lord has a powerful way of transforming my life.
And to think it all happens without harsh chemicals.
Rhonda Rhea writes for dozens of Christian publications and speaks at conferences and events across the country. You can find her newest books, "Soup for the Soul-Tastes Just Like Chicken", and "Amusing Grace", at your local Christian bookstore. "Who Put the Cat in the Fridge-Serving Up Hope and Hilarity Family Style", will be available in March. Rhonda's husband, Richie Rhea, is a pastor in Troy, Missouri. You can reach them through her Web site.
- June 17, 2005
I SO depend upon the gal who does my hair. You gentlemen might not understand this, but there's a certain trust between a woman and her hair dresser. Every time I go in, I put my hair in her hands (incidentally, in return, she puts her hands in my hair).
I knew it was time to go in this week. Having grayed early in life, I have to be careful not to get that parfait look. White layer-chocolate layer looks good in a dessert, but not necessarily on a head. When I glance in the mirror and notice a white skunk stripe down the center, I know it's past time. The Cruela Deville look is just not for me.
It's even worse when I'm not the only one who notices. I hate it when a tall person looks down at the top of my head (being five foot zero has definite hair disadvantages), and says in a bullhorn voice, "Do not look directly into the roots; corneal damage may occur!" It's one thing for people to be blinded by my beauty (clearing throat here), but this is something entirely different.
So I went in a few days ago for my hair fix. Being chemically dependent on hair products doesn't necessarily need an intervention, by the way. Anyway, it was practically magic. In just an hour or so, voila; I was transformed! No corneal damage, no "Touched by an Angel" kind of scalp-glow happening; just good, hair. (Did I mention that I love my hair lady?)
While I'm confessing my dependencies, let me just say that I have another one that's eternally more significant. I'm depending on my Heavenly Father for so much more than good hair. He is my very life. Isaiah 26:3-5 says, "People with their minds set on you, you keep completely whole, Steady on their feet, because they keep at it and don't quit. Depend on GOD and keep at it because in the LORD GOD you have a sure thing."
Hair colors may come and go (I'm especially sure about the going part), but our God is a sure thing; ever steady, ever dependable. I can trust Him with all of me, not just my hair. Relying on Him for everything I need in life provides a rest, a peace and an unexplainable joy that doesn't have anything to do with circumstances (including skunk hair). It's better than magic! My dependence on the Lord has a powerful way of transforming my life.
And to think it all happens without harsh chemicals.
Rhonda Rhea writes for dozens of Christian publications and speaks at conferences and events across the country. You can find her newest books, "Soup for the Soul-Tastes Just Like Chicken", and "Amusing Grace", at your local Christian bookstore. "Who Put the Cat in the Fridge-Serving Up Hope and Hilarity Family Style", will be available in March. Rhonda's husband, Richie Rhea, is a pastor in Troy, Missouri. You can reach them through her Web site.
